Another world. Another life. Another Alicent. The Dance of Dragons was supposed to decide the future of House Targaryen. Instead, an ancient book appears. Within its pages lies the story of a woman none of them have ever met - yet a woman with the face of their queen. Alicent Wynthorne. The last daughter of an ancient magical house. The girl who sacrificed her happiness to save those she loved. The woman James Potter never forgot. The friend Lily Potter trusted above all others. The mother who refused to let Harry Potter become a weapon in another man's war. As Westeros watches her life unfold, they see an Alicent who challenges kings, defeats enemies, and chooses love without surrendering her power. Daemon sees a fire he never expected. Otto sees the daughter he always wanted - and the one he never allowed to exist. Rhaenyra sees the girl she lost. And Alicent Hightower sees something far more painful. Not a stranger. Not an enemy. A possibility. Because the cruelest punishment is not seeing what you lack. It is seeing who you might have become.

He looked at her and said, "Fight me." And she said, "No."

When Emma Hartley dies in the modern world, she awakens in the wizarding world with an extraordinary gift: full memories of Harry Potter's entire story. But the divine beings who reincarnated her didn't just give her knowledge-they gave her power. She's the strongest witch the magical world has ever seen. Extraordinarily beautiful. And she possesses non-verbal magic that defies everything wizards believe is possible. The moment her eyes meet Harry Potter's, everything changes. An unbreakable soulmate bond snaps into place, transforming them both into something the wizarding world has never seen before. But their connection comes with a cost: defying Albus Dumbledore himself. As Emma fights to free Harry from manipulation and control, they'll discover that true power isn't measured in wands or incantations-it's measured in the choice to stand together against an entire world. But with Dumbledore determined to separate them and Voldemort's darkness rising, can even a bond this strong survive what's coming?

𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑾𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔. ϟ⏃ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑶𝑷𝑯𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑬✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑴𝑩𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑺✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑨𝒁𝑲𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑵✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑶𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑬✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑿✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑨𝑳𝑭-𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑪𝑬✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑳𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 1 ✔️ 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑳𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 2 ϟ⏃ 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓: 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝑰 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑶𝑪, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕, 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒆

{Tom Riddle x OC} Bound by ambition and haunted by their own secrets, Tom Riddle and Astrid Lestrange form a dangerous alliance in a post-war world still reeling from Grindelwald's shadow. For Astrid, it's a struggle to break free from her abusive family's control while striving to find her own strength and identity in a world that seeks to control her. For Tom, it's about overcoming his past, defining his legacy, and finding his place in a world defined by power and ambition. Together, they navigate a world of power plays, betrayals, alliances, and ghosts that refuse to stay buried. Disclaimer: All characters, settings, and elements from the Harry Potter universe belong to J.K. Rowling and the respective rights holders. The only characters and plotlines that are mine are the original ones I've created.

"One day, she'll get it in her head just like I've done this whole time. And I'm going to make her realize that she is... my woman". - Everyone believes Tom Riddle is brilliant, charming, and destined for greatness. To professors, he's the perfect student. To his classmates, he's untouchable. To her, he's simply the boy who appeared when her world fell apart. Years ago, her parents were murdered under mysterious circumstances, leaving behind unanswered questions and a grief that never faded. Their romance is nothing more than a carefully crafted lie. Tom has spent years stalking and manipulating her, convinced that one day she'll realize she belongs to him. Every meeting, every comforting word, and every act of kindness has been part of his plan. As the truth behind her parents' murder begins to unravel, she must confront the terrifying reality that someone she trusted the most is the monster she's been searching for all along. A dark story of obsession, deception, Dark romance , stalking, and devastating betrayal. - * I do not own the art piece on the cover, all credits goes to whoever you are that created this fantastic artwork!!

Harriet Potter died a hero. Lyra Dorea Potter was never meant to remember that life. But memories are insidious things, on her seventh birthday, they return in a torrent of blood, green light and cloying loneliness. Her parents, Charlus and Dorea Potter, alive, powerful and furious. swear that fate will not claim their daughter. Voldemort will fall, before he even becomes a problem. As Lyra grows, in a world changed by forewarning, she draws the attention of the Ancient and Noble House of Black. Sirius Black brilliant, reckless, loyal and in desperate need of someone who sees him, becomes the one soul she trusts above all others. This is a story of a girl reborn, once desperately fighting to survive. But is now only wanting to live, peacefully and find love. After all, love is the most ancient and powerful magic. DISCLAIMERS *Story and characters belong to J.K Rowling* This is complete non profit only oc characters belong to me, no text has been taken from the books

"You mean the Potter brat isn't where she's supposed to be?" Severus said with a raised eyebrow. "Unfortunately the wards at her relatives has officially crashed." Dumbledore said calmly. "Albus! I told you they were the worst kind of muggles!" Minerva said. 𝐼𝑛 𝑊ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒... ↱Pairings↲ [ ☆- Fem!HPxSS ] [ ☆- LMxNM ] ☆- ☆- ➢ Warnings ➸This is fanfiction ➸Read at your own risk ➸Dumbledore/Weasley Bashing ➸ooc characters ➸ ➢ Highest Rankings ♧ - #2 sanevoldemort ♤ - #6 walburgablack ♤ - #12 blackfamily ♧ - #15 femaleharry ♧ - #19 weasleybashing ♧ - #29 darkside ♧ - #57 malfoyfamily ♤ - #210 severussnape ☆ I do not own the harry potter characters. Only the plot and unnamed OCs. ➸ 4th book | Starts; 1991 | Don't Repost [ ONGOING : 33.2k words ] →Start Date: November 1st 2022 →Complete Date:

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!

War. They had dragged her into it, wrapped her in prophecy, and painted her as some messiah with a target on her back, all to clean up their mess. She was supposed to fight their battles, die their hero, and leave the world tidily saved. But Alexandrina Potter didn't give a damn about anyone's savior fantasies anymore. It should have ended. She did her duty, paid in scars and losses, and tried to make her peace. Yet here she was, tossed back nearly three decades by a smugly amused Lord Death, dumped into the year 1958 with a son she'd kept hidden from the world and a blood-adopted daughter who carried a legacy darker than any shadow she'd ever faced. Thomas Alexander Potter, three years old, bright-eyed, her heart's calm anchor. And Delphini Lilith Potter, fierce, sharp, and bound to her not by fate but by Alexandrina's own stubborn defiance of it. They were hers, and damn it, that meant something. Her goals were simple, if slightly ambitious: avoid meddling wizards, rewrite the future, and raise her children without the looming threat of war breathing down their necks. Shouldn't be too hard, right? She'd already defeated one megalomaniac. What was a little time travel, a few impossible odds, and the chance of crossing paths with Tom Riddle when he was still just a snake-eyed schoolboy with delusions of grandeur? Life had given her a second chance-no more, no less. And she was bloody well going to use it. Most Impressive Ranking #1 enemiestolovers out of 117K stories