The Girl Who Became Petunia Evans She died in her world... only to wake up as Petunia Evans. She knows the story. She knows about magic, Hogwarts, Voldemort, Harry Potter-and the people who are supposed to shape the future. But this Petunia isn't going to follow the original script. With sealed magic waiting to be unlocked, a mysterious new power, and knowledge of a future that hasn't happened yet, she plans to protect her family, change Hogwarts, build an empire in both worlds, and expose the people manipulating the wizarding world. Along the way, she'll grow from a lonely young girl into a powerful witch-and her childhood friendship with Severus Snape may eventually become something much deeper. But every change creates another. She knew how the story was supposed to end. She just never expected to become the one rewriting it.

OMEGAVERSE Arianna (Ari) Potter is the twin sister to the boy who lived. Raised in the basement of her aunt and uncle's house not knowing what runs through her blood is just perfect for her. She gets privacy, her own space and is rarely disturbed. Until the day the part giant games keeper comes crashing through the door telling her that her and her brother and a witch and wizard. One good thing does happen though, Ari now has more than enough money to buy all the sweets she needs to satiate her sweet tooth, oh and her mates for cuddles. ------ Updates on Monday 12pm UK time (2nd book labelled notes for details to remember throughout the story)

Discarded by the Potters in favor of his "Chosen One" twin, Hadrian is raised in the mythical realm of Avalon by Merlin and the Four Founders. He returns to Hogwarts not as a student, but as the Sovereign of the Triple Crown, destined to dismantle the "Greater Good." Harry Potter does not belong to me, it belong to J.K.Rowling. I have just borrowed the characters. The story belongs to me.

Hi, I'm Tessa. Or at least I 𝑤𝑎𝑠 Tessa. I was supposed to die peacefully-old age, dramatic last words, the whole deal. Instead, I got hit by Truck-kun. Yes. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 truck. Turns out my death was a 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑑 mistake, which Death admits to like it's a missed appointment. 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒. Now I'm stuck playing ping pong with a man with terrible fashion sense, armed with sarcasm, unfinished fanfiction regrets, and a universe that clearly didn't read the memo. At least the dudes are cute. This is the story of what happens when Death fucks up. I absolutely refuse to die a virgin this time. Dumblefuck can suck a dick. Oops! *𝑆𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠!* *𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒* 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 18.

Primrose Greenwood just wanted to finish her NEWTS and her last year at Hogwarts. Falling asleep in her Hufflepuff dorm room and then waking up in some random forest was NOT what she was expecting. With only her Elder wand (not THAT one) and pyjamas, Primrose will do whatever it takes to survive in this strange Beast World and do anything to get back home. Thank Merlin she was a witch! Could you imagine if she was just some random Muggle?! (Story Discontinued. But will make another Harry Potter/Beauty & the Beasts story in the future)

In a world where magic hides in shadows, House Runcandel stands in plain sight. Known across the Muggle world as an untouchable dynasty of wealth and power, and across the Wizarding world as one of the oldest and most influential noble houses, the name Runcandel carries weight that bends governments, markets, and the Wizengamot itself. When Keith Argus Runcandel awakens reborn as the house's sole heir, the world already knows his name. What it does not know... is the power quietly awakening within him. A mysterious Sign-In System, bound to his very existence, grants rewards day by day-silent, invisible, and utterly impossible to trace. In a house that already commands nations and bloodlines, this hidden advantage may be the most dangerous secret of all. Surrounded by allies who smile too easily, enemies who wait patiently, and ancient oaths that cannot be broken, Keith must grow not just as a wizard-but as a ruler. Because when a house that already rules the world gains something more... even fate begins to hesitate.

After being betrayed in the apocalypse, Michelle wakes up in a world where gender roles are flipped and women hold the power. In this society, husbands are the ones doted on and treasured, and she suddenly finds herself with devoted men who are cherished and protected in ways she never expected. [Please Follow, Vote & Support for more chapters]

She died knowing how the story ended. She woke up as Penelope Potter. Reborn into the world she once read about, Penelope knows exactly what's supposed to happen. The letters. The sorting. The "golden trio." The war. She also knows how many times she's supposed to be manipulated, lied to, and led like a lamb to slaughter. Not this time. Penelope remembers every strategic mistake the "light" side made. She remembers who benefited from her fame. Who attached themselves to her name. Who smiled a little too brightly when cameras were watching. The Weasleys are warm. Welcoming. Poor. Loyal. They're also far too eager. She refuses to be anyone's meal ticket. She refuses to bankroll someone else's ambitions. She refuses to mistake dependency for friendship. As for Albus Dumbledore? His twinkling eyes miss nothing. Especially not the way Penelope no longer trusts him. And when whispers of Voldemort begin stirring again, Penelope realizes something terrifying: The future is shifting. Because she is. This isn't the story about a boy who followed prophecy. It's about a girl who breaks it. And this time? She won't be anyone's pawn.

This is my second story which I am writing.. I am not a pro at writing so sorry for whatever mistakes I make and thanks for reading it... The title says it all.... Just a thing is that it's a harem story.... All characters appearance are same as movie only some are changed... I will not copy from the book maybe some lines or dialogues but it's totally gonna be self made.... I hope you like it... First i am just gonna start with few chapters then if I get some good support i will continue it...😁 Enjoy... This is gonna start from Goblet of Fire...

Calanthe Potter knew she was not normal. Normality was what the Dursleys craved, a bland, beige existence defined by matching floral sofas and obsessive lawn care. Calanthe was the ink-black stain on their perfect, suburban canvas. Also Posted on Ao3 by Babyx_xBat (this is my account) Guys please tell me if you think the spelling or grammar is off, I promise not to be rude about it as long as you aren't. I write everything on Google docs and it doesn't always catch spelling/grammar issues. Thank you!