Harry Potter finds himself hurtled back through time, landing back to just after World War 2 ended, more accurately, on the doorstep of Grimmauld Place...SLASH, MPREG Orion Black/Harry Potter Death meddles in the Master Of Death's fate once again...he must be awfully bored! This story is not mine. I'm just posting it on this platform so you can read it offline.

Harry James Potter had a long life with endless struggle, betrayal and heartache, he figured out that Dumbledor had betrayed him and so did most of his friends. After his long life filled with lies ends he realizes that he accidentally became the Master of Death. Death offers Harry a new life in another timeline. Tom Morvolo Riddle swore to never fall in love. That changes when a certain Hadrian Peverell walks into his life. All characters belong to JK Rowling. Art belongs to the original artist. Plot is mine. I will make very few A/N, also sorry for poor grammar and spelling English is not my first language. Thank you, and please enjoy.

‼️COVER ART IS NOT MINE‼️ PLEASE TELL ME THE ARTIST SO I CAN CREDIT‼️ Wolfstar stories that I come up with! Requests are open! Characters and cover art are not mine but the plots of the stories are!

➤ "If you asked me to kiss you, I would." One grew up among the trees, the other surrounded by the ocean. It wasn't their similarities that the two found so interesting in each other, but rather their numerous differences, which turned out to be the beginning of an unforgettable new chapter in their lives; the start of two teenage na'vi blossoming into something they had never expected. - (Aonung x Neteyam) -Avatar The Way Of Water- [original Cover art made by seykkii] * #1 in "avatarthewayofwater" * * #1 in "neteyamxaonung" * * #1 in "mlm" *

Harry breaks the copy of Sirius' mirror in 7th year after the horrific end of the war. He is sent back to 1975 and takes up the mantle of Lord Peverell. He hopes to turn around the tragic Black family story. How? By getting newly widowed Lord Orion Black to fall in love with him. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This fanfiction does not belong to me and can be found on AO3. It is written by Herald_of_Dreams.

After a long and painful chemotherapy with noting but death at its end, Ann awakes under cruelest pain in a unfamiliar bed. While she just gave birth to a little baby. There is a breathtaking handsome man, who asserts to be her husband and a small boy with black hair who seems to be her son. While the people around her talk about a loss of memory Ann finds out what happened to her. It may sound ridiculous but it seems she landed in the world of her favourite book series. However the story of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, didn't start yet. Or in the near future. Because her little son who watches her with fear from the edge of her bed is nobody else but Sirius Black and the child she just gave birth to is Regulus Black. That makes her Walburga Black. She is purebloody fucked! The story comes alone from me, but the world is from Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Part 7 of the Times Saga. The books can be read independent from each other.

When Harry Potter was six, he learned two things: magic is real, and love won't save you, not when you're bleeding on a kitchen floor while your relatives call it discipline. Left to fend for himself, Harry disappears off the grid by the age of eleven, resurfacing years later at Hogwarts with a cold smile, a wand that obeys like a blade, and blood on his hands from work no child should know. He doesn't wear the Boy Who Lived like a badge. It's a target and he's the one aiming. Draco Malfoy has spent years preparing to hate Harry Potter. But the boy who returns to Hogwarts in their sixth year isn't the golden savior of the wizarding world. He's sharp, strategic, dangerous, and devastatingly disinterested in the war everyone assumes he's destined to win. As tensions mount and alliances shift, Draco finds himself drawn to the boy who kills with quiet precision and smiles like he knows something you don't. But the closer he gets, the more he realizes: Potter doesn't need saving. He needs someone who won't flinch when the world calls him a monster.

''Death will come for you eventually, Mr. Riddle. My Master will ensure it.'' *** Betrayed by so many people and devastated by the loss of many more, Harry tries to find a safe place. He never expected to find it in the past. And maybe, maybe he also came for a bit of revenge.

Harry ends up in Tom Riddle's time. Tom wants Harry. Tomarry fanfic. Hufflepuff Harry.( he forced the sorting hat to put him there.) Completed No plagiarism, thank you very much!

When Harry is called to the Headmasters office at the beginning of his sixth year he isn't sure what to expect. He at least really didn't see it coming that he would become Master of Death, travel back in time to become someone else, and more importantly to stop Voldemort before he would be lost to the monster. **** ''You must understand, Harry, that it's very dark magic. I don't want to taint your soul.'' Harry hisses, feeling his rage rear its ugly head again. You could taste his magic in the air, and Harry almost imagined the tendrils swirling around him wildly. Dumbledore's eyes widened. ''I call bullshit! The darkest curse was thrown at me when I was a baby, I'm almost of age, and you should just fucking tell me what I need to know. And I mean really what I need to know, and not what you want me to know. I think it's time to trust me, to trust your weapon, because that all I am, right? A soldier in this war, a weapon to end the Dark Lord, just a means to an end. The savior of the wizarding world, the boy who lived, the chosen one, and all that other rubbish!'' **** There will be smut in later chapters. **** Update 13 Oct; Someone actually went and started translating my story!! Thank you @LittleMitty007 Spanish translation: https://www.wattpad.com/story/288139145-if-we-could-turn-back-time Update 9 Nov; Wow! Someone also translated it to Portuguese! Thank you @_Nash_Caly_ Portugese translation: https://www.wattpad.com/story/285443545-if-we-could-turn-back-time