"Are you implying that I am responsible for Voldemort's actions?" Dumbledore's voice had finally turned cold. "No, I'm saying you're responsible for neglecting a young boy! You treated him with nothing but suspicion and coldness, and when he grew up suspicious and cold you took that as confirmation that you were always right about him." "I assume you have a reason for laying these heavy charges at my feet," said Dumbledore quietly. She sighed. "I just think... maybe you should take your own advice and try to solve this problem with love, not destruction. You don't have to destroy a Horcrux. You can heal it." "You speak of remorse," Dumbledore didn't sound impressed. "If I may, I see very little chance of convincing Voldemort to feel empathy for the things he has done -" "Not Voldemort," she interrupted. "Tom." "You are suggesting that we use Voldemort's first Horcrux to reanimate sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle." Dumbledore's tone left much to be desired. ✨Reposting from Ao3 and ff.net!!✨

COMPLETED 4/4/2021 "The people who often times do terrible things, are the same ones who have had terrible things done to them." After Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts, the world became plagued with a darkness unlike anything it had seen before. Muggles were slaughtered in the streets, the Dark wizard's opponents were executed for show, and all those who had fought with the Order were forced into hiding. Avalon had lost it all-- her friends, her peers, her loved ones. Everything. So, when she was thrown back in time to 1943, she knew that it was up to her to change the course of time and rewrite a new history-- one in which she had to find the Horcruxes and murder Tom Riddle before he could ever become Voldemort. Tom Riddle. Avalon Hendrix. Either she was going to kill him, or he was going to kill everyone she loved. They were nothing more than two products of extreme circumstance that chose two very different paths, yet had time for their roads to converge. --Due to the amount of spoilers in the comments, I will be muting all accounts who comment with the #RR hashtag. Please do not do this.-- •WARNING• This book contains themes and scenes that are intended for a mature audience.

The wicked will perish. The 5th Wave Fan fiction [extended summary inside]

BOOK ONE In the throes of the second wizarding war, Delilah Meddows is killed by no other than Lord Voldemort. However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored. BEING REWRITTEN (can find new version titled HON REWRITTEN on my account) !!!PLEASE DONT MAKE RR COMMENTS!!!

"Will you help me, [Y/N]?" "I don't do favors, Rogers. What do I get in return?" "What do you want?" "Now you're speaking my language, captain." --- [Y/F/N] [Y/L/N] is a villain, feared, destructive, and high on the Avengers' watch list. She's classified as a major threat, too dangerous to be left alone despite being one of the more quiet ones. Unfortunately for them, she's a slippery bastard who seems to always know how to play her cards right. They never stood a chance. After a slip-up on her part, a certain super soldier managed to track her down and got to know her better than any criminal report can. It only reminded him that the world never was so black and white. [Takes place after CA:TWS and before AoU in an AU where Bucky stayed with Steve and became an avenger] ++**~~COMPLETE BUT UNDER MAJOR RE-EDITTING~~**++

"I'm searching for something that I can't reach." ↬ Lily Stilinski's biggest problems in life used to be easily defined: figuring out how to get her friends to be civil towards one another, not missing the delivery time for her next collectable and finding out how to convince people that - yes, she does have a collection of fantasy weapons - but no, she isn't a nerd. At least, those were her worries before her idiot brother decided that it would be a great idea to go searching the woods at night for a dead body. Now she finds herself anxious about almost everything; not only have none of her old problems disappeared (her friends still hate each other, she hasn't even had time to order anything new and now, she's finding herself trying to convince her dad that - no, that's not blood on my special edition Batarang - when really it is and she has no idea how to get it out) but now she has new, even worse ones. Like deciding whether or not she can trust Derek Hale, trying to help her best friend not rage out and kill people and keeping herself and everyone else alive when all she wants to do is crawl under her bed and hide. With her friends and family in tow and a surprisingly useful hobby, Lily Stilinski thinks she just might make it out relatively okay - too bad she can't say the same for her collection. ↬ season one&two unedited complete

en.ig.mat.ic /ˌenəɡˈmadik/ adjective difficult to interpret or understand; mysterious. Elaine Babineaux was born with some may call a curse, others a gift. From a young age, Elaikne could see and communicate with the spirits connected to a person, doing so with only the touch of a hand. When Isaac Lahey bumps into her at a coffee shop and is enamored with curiousity, he can't help but want to discover more about her. About his own little enigma.

He gave her a reason why, and she gave him 10 reasons why not

Winnie Jones never asked for what she painted or drew in the brief blackout spells that a shining within gave her. She didn't ask to see a lizard man with homicidal tendencies in an oddly named town or a boy with the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. To top that, she sure as hell didn't ask to get involved. But unfortunately for her, that didn't quite seem to matter. [season two]

Holland Brown has been dreaming of working at Google ever since she laid eyes on the site. So, when she sees the add of the internship program that's happening over the summer of 2013, she doesn't think twice before sending in an application. What she didn't think twice about, was just who exactly she might meet along the way. "Let me guess; big dick, 'cause little dick?" "Did your mind just immediately go to a penis joke?" Previously called The Internship Disclaimer: I do not own the story line of 'The Internship'.