A decade of war has left the world on the verge of destruction, with no hope of avoiding annihilation. Only by traveling back in time can everything that's gone wrong be fixed, beginning with Tom Riddle. As a result, Harry Potter ended up in 1941, a time he had hoped he would never experience again. Why 1941? Death has a pretty terrible sense of humor, maybe that's why. This story was written by PurplePebbles

What would happen if someone rescued Harry from the Dursley's when he was four? What if those people gave him two loving siblings? And what if those people were not from England and used an entirely different type of magic? What happens when a confident, smart, and brave Harry come to Hogwarts with his two siblings? Well, for one thing, they aren't taking any crap from the pureblood or the corrupt Ministry. These three are about to show England exactly why Mystic Souls scare them. (I do not own Harry Potter.)

Harry didn't expect his fourteenth birthday to be very different from his last few. But he was wrong. Boy, was he wrong. (harry potter x harem fic) (this ship is so slowburn it is physically painful) cross-posted on ao3.