It's been five long years since Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter at the Battle of Hogwarts, turning Magical Britain into a totalitarian state in the aftermath. For Hermione Granger, it's been five torturous and horrific years trapped in an abusive marriage to a Ron Weasley seduced by the lure of power, and perverted into something unrecognizable from the boy she knew. Now, for the crime of being Muggleborn, Ron has signed the arrest warrant that will end the life of his wife. Desperate and alone, Hermione uses Harry's fifth Deathday to beg for his help from beyond the grave ... but what she gets is the return from hiding of a hideously scarred - but beautifully alive - Harry, racing to her rescue and ready to take up the fight once more. This is a very dark and dystopian story, containing content that many may find distressing. If you are of a sensitive nature, or are eagerly triggered, please avoid this story and read something else. This is the only warning I will offer.

Myths are meant to be surpassed. Naruto Uzumaki, the God of Shinobi who forged an era of divine peace, was a legend who outgrew his own world. For a soul of such immense power and wisdom, death was not an end, but a door. This is the story of what happens when that soul is reborn into a world of magic teetering on the brink-a world that desperately needs a savior, but is utterly unprepared for the one it's about to receive.

A shadowing figure emerges from the Veil at the Ministry of Magic. Harry, Ron, and Hermione are reunited by the strange events that seem to revolve around the Deathly Hallows. The second Wizarding War almost tore their world apart, now a new mystery threatens everything they fought for. Has Death finally come for Harry Potter or is something else going on? A little fan fiction just for fun. ***Note: The Harry Potter World and all Characters of the property of J.K. Rowling. I make no claim of ownership and this is simply a homage to her great work. Allan Fisher ***

On a dark and stormy night, the staff and students of Hogwarts were taken by surprise when four mysterious figures appeared outside on the grounds. Who are they and why do they look like the Founders? What does this mean for the war?

In the final installment of the story, Amelia Riddle, daughter of none other than Voldemort, the evil Dark Lord, prepares for her entire world to be turned upside down. The Wizarding World is quickly approaching a war and Amelia has made her choice - she now stands with her father against Harry Potter, Hogwarts, and the Order of the Phoenix. Done with drama, done with school, and filled with a reckless bloodlust, Amelia must come to terms with her new and improved wickedness to defeat Harry Potter and rule over the Wizarding World. But Amelia's life is never without strife, and things are more complicated than they seem. As Amelia lives with the choice she made, she must once again ask herself important questions: Is it too late? Can she change her mind? Or will she ultimately lose sight of what truly matters?

Amy Riddle - your average Heir of Slytherin. Last year, she was given the task of befriending Harry Potter. This year, after going through drama, death, and disasters, Amy must help a close friend with another insane task, while continuing to develop a friendship with Harry Potter and his friends. She must make a choice: will she join Harry and the Order of the Phoenix, or will she accept her destiny as Daughter of the Dark Lord and Heir of Slytherin?

Amy is a normal teenage witch. She lives her everyday life in complete normality. The one thing that separates her from the rest of the wizarding world is the fact that Lord Voldemort is her father. She is sent to Hogwarts to spy on Harry Potter and his friends. Like any other student, she is faced with schoolwork, OWLs, love, and war. But can she carry out the task? When she starts to befriend Harry Potter, things are not turning out they way they should be. Faced with a terrible betrayal to a friend and a burning question to whether she is on the right side, she finds stuck in the middle of a huge battle. Will Amy follow her father's orders, or will she side against him and help Harry Potter defeat him?

Mia Lilly Potter was born a minute after her twin brother, Harry-but her destiny was never written in prophecy. Overshadowed by fame and war, Mia's path remains hidden until the summer before her sixth year, when a forgotten book, a drop of blood, and a whisper of ancient magic bring back someone long thought lost: Regulus Black. Bound by a soul-deep ritual once used to unite witches and wizards for life-and death-Mia and Regulus become two halves of a bond that defies time itself. As Voldemort rises and Hogwarts darkens, their connection becomes both weapon and weakness. Love blooms in the shadow of war, and sacrifice looms like a curse. But the battle doesn't end with a Dark Lord's fall. Years later, Mia stands not as a warrior, but as a guardian-raising the orphaned son of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks, while the magical world struggles to rebuild. Haunted by echoes of dark magic and the memory of the boy she loved and lost, Mia must forge a new legacy, one built not on prophecy or bloodline, but on choice. Spanning love, loss, war, and healing, Bloodbound is a powerful reimagining of the wizarding world through the eyes of the twin history forgot. From soul-bonded sacrifice to the quiet courage of motherhood, Mia Lilly Potter's story is one of defiance, heart, and the unbreakable truth that even after death- the soul remembers.

Harry Potter was never meant to be in the Triwizard Tournament. But when his name is pulled from the Goblet of Fire, everything begins to unravel-not just the tournament, but the life he's been forced to live. Abandoned by friends, doubted by his mentors, and caged by hidden magical restrictions, Harry finally makes a decision: He's done pretending. No longer the obedient student, no longer the Boy Who Lived under everyone else's control, Harry begins to rewrite the rules. He studies in secret, masters forgotten magics, and allies with unexpected students-particularly from Slytherin. As he walks through fire, faces dragons, dives into freezing lakes, and navigates deadly mazes, Harry forges a new identity: one not defined by prophecy or fame, but by freedom. With Fleur Delacour at his side-not a fantasy, but a fierce, intelligent partner-and Gabrielle as his loyal shadow, Harry's world expands beyond house colors, school walls, and old legacies. This is not the Harry you remember. This is the one who chose to live Unbound. ✅ Powerful, independent Harry ✅ Slytherin friendships, slow-burn romance ✅ Magical theory, creature lore, political rebellion ✅ Found family, emotional growth, no clichés ✅ Canon divergence with meaning and bite

The war was going badly. Hope wore thin, worn down by funerals and betrayals. And Hermione Granger was tired of watching the people she loved die. So she turned to something older than wand magic. Something forbidden. Buried in the bowels of the Black Family Library, there it was: Vinculum Sanguinis. Blood magic-raw, binding, and irreversible. She wasn't summoning a spirit. She was summoning a soul. Regulus Arcturus Black: traitor to Voldemort, presumed dead, drowned by his own mission. The ritual was agony. It called for a drop of her blood, a binding vow, and a name spoken with intent. She gave more than a drop. When the circle of runes lit up with searing gold, and the air crackled like a storm breaking, Regulus appeared-naked, furious, and alive. "You called me," he said. His voice was low and sharp, like a blade drawn in the dark. Hermione collapsed, the toll of the ritual stealing her breath. "We're bound. Soul to soul. You're mine now." His eyes-those same steel-gray Black eyes-narrowed. "And you are mine." Regulus learned quickly. He was colder than Sirius, quieter. But once he understood what had become of the world-what Voldemort had turned into-he didn't hesitate. "We end this," he told her one night. "Not for the Order. Not for Potter. For family." He moved through the shadows. Undetected. Whispers of a third side rose. The war paused. Every living Black turned to him. Even the cursed ones. Even Draco. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. His presence said enough. They followed. He wasn't there for sides. He was there for blood. And anyone threatening Hermione Granger was already marked for death.