What if Harry Potter was never proclaimed as the Boy-Who-Lived. Instead, his brother Julian was said to have defeated Voldemort in the night of Samhain. Hadrian, the older brother, is ignored and alone. But, without the voices of others, he hears his own voice, and grows in silence. Watch as he progresses through his life. As dark forces gather and arcane magicks begin to awaken, what will the Potter brothers do? IF YOU THINK THAT THIS IS ANOTHER CLICHE STORY, THINK OTHERWISE- Harry (Hadrian) is raised by a gang of thugs, grows up in the rough and attends Hogwarts. This fic is also available on ArchiveOfOurOwn (AO3)- https://archiveofourown.org/series/4319911 This fic is also available on Fanfiction.net (FFnet)- https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14384957/1/The-Dark-Slytherin-Trilogy-0themidnightscribe0?__cf_chl_tk=8mQ7KnhzoD_It7dLb8wCNTUfTQBXLq02iw01pFsWL6k-1725111675-0.0.1.1-5886

After the Triwizard Tournament, the experience changes Harry, and then he rediscovers himself. Then he also takes up lordships, business and then marriage.

When Harry Potter's name emerged from the Goblet of Fire, the world turned against him. His friends abandoned him, his classmates mocked him, and even the staff stood by as he was bullied and cast out. Gryffindor, the house he had once called home, went so far as to hurt him and finally banish him. His own Head of House did nothing. Limping and broken, Harry retreated to the Chamber of Secrets, where he wept for the betrayal and cruelty he had endured. But in the depths of despair, something inside him snapped. The emotions he had buried for years-sorrow, anger, and betrayal-erupted. A dim core within him cracked, spilling out light that grew brighter and hotter until it consumed him. The burning power overwhelmed his body, and he collapsed. When he awoke, the Chamber was gone. He stood instead on a cosmic plain, strange and otherworldly. And there, descending from the heavens, was a massive snow-white dragon wreathed in golden light. The dragon had been waiting for him. It would guide Harry in mastering his awakened gift-one that would change the Wizarding World forever.

This is a fanfiction AU of Harry Potter Disclaimer: The original book is author by J.K Rowling. *I don't own Harry Potter; all rights belong to J.K. Rowling/Warner Bros., this is a non-profit fanfiction.* The Sorting Hat hesitates. Not because the child is undecided - but because Ravenclaw has already chosen, and the Hat realizes it is late. The common room's windows shift. The stars rearrange. A question appears on the wall - one no Ravenclaw student has ever seen before. And the heir does not answer it. They smile. Ravenclaw's true heir is not defined by intelligence alone - but by discernment. Not raw brilliance. Not book hoarding. But the ability to ask the right questions, see hidden structures, and refuse false binaries. Ravenclaw's legacy was never about answers. It was about epistemic power - who decides what is true. This heir doesn't seek control like Slytherin, nor moral authority like Gryffindor, nor loyalty like Hufflepuff. They reshape reality by reframing it.

Where Jin-Woo land himself in a world of magical that is different than his world but found a child who was being mistreated. That made his shadows angry while Jin-Woo picked him up decided to adopt him through Lady Magic and Lady Fate who is watching from above. Its a Dumbledore Bashing. Jin-Woo brought his family to this world as he is now knowing the child's family history through someone who is a goblin named King Ragnok.

The prophecy was a lie. The bloodline was forged. ​When Harry Potter uncovers the terrifying truth of his own genetics, he realizes the world doesn't need a Gryffindor savior anymore. It needs a Slytherin Lord. ​But to tear down the corrupt British Ministry, he first has to find the missing piece of his soul-a twin sister hidden in the deserts of Alexandria, who wields magic so destructive it terrifies the Goblins. ​The public reveres the Boy Who Lived. They are about to meet the Kinslayers.

After the Chamber of Secrets, Harry realizes he's in love with Hermione-but he doesn't feel worthy of her. Determined to change, he begins a journey of growth, magic, and self-discovery. As he rises, so do unexpected connections-with Hermione, Fleur, Daphne, Susan, and Tonks. But as Harry reshapes himself, he may end up reshaping the future of the entire wizarding world.

Harry Potter is everything Daphne Greengrass hates most: arrogant, showy, trouble. The youngest Seeker of the century, adored by full stadiums and known by no one at all. She doesn't have time for that. Seventh year is her last shot at the marks that open St. Mungo's door - and St. Mungo's is the only shot at a cure for the blood curse that's been killing her sister, slowly, for eighteen years. Then Harry wrecks months of her work in ninety seconds. The fight brings down half the Potions classroom and earns them both the one thing neither can stand: detention, together, every night. And it's there, in the worst possible place, that Daphne discovers the boy she hates is hiding far more than he lets on - while he discovers that underneath the Ice Queen is someone racing a deadline no one should have to race. None of it matters to her parents, who have already negotiated her marriage to the Notts. No Voldemort. No Death Eaters. Just families, surnames, and the price they charge. Someone at Hogwarts has been working quietly, since September, to make sure this love doesn't survive the school year. And it isn't going to fail by accident.

This is Post-Hogwarts, Harry Potter Fanfic. After the war, he takes up the Lordship of Potter, Peverell, Griffindor, black. He will feel used by people. He considers his family magic, also took the family business and lordship into his hands. This changed him in the years that followed, and as the population was depleted due to two wars, the ministry created the marriage law.

In the department of mysteries, In the hall of prophecy, a new orb emerges. "Seven shall rise when the world stands on the edge, Bound by fate, through time they shall pledge. The past holds the key, the future's last thread, To heal what was broken, to wake what is dead. A lion of justice, a seer's mind sharp and wise, A serpent of healing with truth in his eyes. A prophet who watches, a heart filled with light, A guardian of knowledge, the sword in the fight. A warrior of earth, both steady and brave.. With roots that defy even death's darkest wave. A judge who stands where right must prevail, A keeper of secrets behind time's veiled trail. Together they travel, the lost years unfold, To rewrite the story, before fate turns cold. Seven shall rise, or magic shall fall, The past must be mended, or doom takes all." A TIMETRAVEL FANFIC ___________ ___________ Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't mine. Warning: Use of violent and cussing words