When Harrielle Potter defeated Voldemort, she thought she'd finally get peace in her life. Yet even in death, he haunted her. Broken by grief and depression, she found a way to cope by writing in his old diary. Little did she know that through magic and a breach in time, young Tom Riddle could read every heartfelt thought she poured into those pages.

❝ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏʀɢᴇᴏᴜꜱ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʀᴇtᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ❞ ❝ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ❞ ❝ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ɢʀʏꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ, ʜᴀʀʀʏ? ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 rebuilt from war, Harry Potter meets the one person who awakens something buried deep within him - a hunger, a devotion, a darkness. She was never meant to be his light. Yet for her, he would burn the world to ash. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | harry potter x oc | | harry potter | | the goblet of fire - the deathly hallows | | out of character ⚠ |

Fascinating. Truly. That's what everyone whispered about Ophelia Vespera Black, heiress of House Black, A metamorphagus, and the first mender in the Black family in over 500 years. A Slytherin who flaunted tradition, and allied with the Boy Who Lived without any shame, and a darling of a family that barely exists-she was equal parts feared, admired, and envied. Metamorphic powers, unparalleled beauty, and a destiny that refused to be ordinary made her life... complicated. But the words etched on her wrist-the first words her soulmate would speak-had changed. And with that, the game began. Secrets, bloodlines, and a fate centuries in the making were about to collide in ways Ophelia never saw coming. Some fates are cruel. Some are fascinating. And some? Utterly inescapable.

Haunted by betrayal and reeling from her godfather's sudden death, Iris Lily Potter discovers a deep betrayed and an inheritance that shatters her entire Life. Driven by anger and despair, she forges an unlikely pact with goblins and hurls herself fifty years into the past, into the 1940s- Right into tom riddles fifth year, the very year the Dark Lord begins gather his most loyal followers and forgive his plans for the future. Posing as his secret ally, Iris plots to undermine the future headmaster and tip the scales of war forever in darkness's favor. Yet as she slips through hidden corridors, plots alongside witches and wizards, and shares whispered confidences beneath moonlit towers, unexpected friendships ignite. Even more startling is the bond she forms with her godfather's own father-now a young man the same age as her-and the gentle warmth that blooms where vengeance once ruled. Caught between the allure of retribution and the promise of newfound loyalty and love, Iris must choose whether to remain the architect of doom or embrace a destiny she never saw coming. First time writing a ff and will try to update as much as I can, I have been planning this for a bit and hope people like.

Harry Potter thought post-war life would be boring. Instead, he ends up a single dad hiding out in Grimmauld Place, armed with nothing but a baby, some bad coping skills, and a truly cursed house. When Teddy's accidental magic flings them both back to 1979, Harry has questions. Like: How does one babysit a shapeshifting toddler in the 70s? And importantly - is it illegal to kill a soon to be dead Death Eater before they canonically die? (Asking for a friend.) Time is broken. Harry's patience is broken. Teddy's diapers are also probably broken. This can only end well. _____ Also available on AO3 under the same username. Please don't repost without permission

❝I know you're obsessed with me~❞ ❝I look at you, and I go dry, like sand.❞ SABAISM. | RABASTAN LESTRANGE. in which alena whitlock is reborn into the chaotic life of the female counterpart of Sirius Black, but she isn't a reckless gryffindor, no. alena's first priority is survival, and if joining voldemort to survive her family is how you do it then fine. annoying dumbledore is just a plus. ©hxuse-xf-black 2020 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗘𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗯𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻 𝗟𝗲𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝐱 𝗥𝗲𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝐟!𝗦𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝗺𝗺𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞

After a mishap with the Veil of Death at the Department of Mysteries, Andromeda Iris Potter Black, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, Teddy Lupin, Daphne Greengrass, and Astoria Greengrass find themselves catapulted into 1940s London. Stranded in a time fraught with the turmoil of World War II and the magical war with grindelwald, they must navigate a world that is both familiar and alien. Realizing that returning to their own time is no longer an option, the group decides to enroll at Hogwarts for their final year. Here, they encounter their grandparents, they are granted new identities, making them realize that they and altered the course of history, their existence in the past and the memories of their future were a paradox in themselves. As they immerse themselves in Hogwarts life, they cross paths with a young Tom Riddle. Andromeda, troubled by his growing darkness and driven by a desire to alter the course of history, resolves to change his life. Her quest to prevent his descent into Voldemort and to protect the wizarding world from future devastation becomes a central focus. Amidst their efforts to reshape the future, Andromeda also finds herself grappling with her own heart, discovering the potential for love in the unlikeliest of places. Their journey at Hogwarts is a delicate balance of uncovering hidden truths, navigating complex relationships, and challenging the fate they once knew. Echoes of the Veil is a compelling narrative of time travel, destiny, and transformation, where the past is revisited with the hope of rewriting the future and every choice carries the weight of both love and responsibility. ---

Aurelia Malfoy is tired. Not the kind of tired that sleep can fix but a bone-deep weariness that has settled in her soul, draining her of everything she once was. She's lived through too much, seen too many faces disappear, and carried too many memories that feel like weights chained to her chest. Every moment of her life feels like a cruel game, one she's no longer willing to play. There's no fight left in her, only the haunting echoes of what she's lost-Hermione's laughter, Ron's resilience, Harry's love. Each death has chipped away at her until she's nothing but a hollow shell, barely holding herself together. And now, as she walks down the aisle toward a future she never chose, toward a man who represents everything she hates, Aurelia feels the final threads of her will unravel. To everyone watching, she's the radiant bride, tears glistening in her eyes. But they don't see the truth. They don't feel the quiet suffocation, the cracks in her façade, or the poison running through her veins. They can't hear the whispered screams in her mind or the desperate plea for release. And when she collapses, it isn't a shock to her-it's a relief. But death doesn't come. Instead, Aurelia wakes up gasping, disoriented and confused, in a place that feels achingly familiar yet impossibly distant. Her room. Her childhood room. Everything is pink and soft, untouched by the chaos of the life she remembers. Her hands are smaller, unmarked by the scars she had grown used to. Her skin is smooth, her body light, free from the heaviness that had consumed her for years. But this is no dream. The gods-or perhaps fate-have given her a second chance. A chance to rewrite her story, to fight for something better. Or maybe it's another cruel trick. Another burden to bear. The only thing Aurelia knows for sure is that she's alive. And this time, she won't waste a second of it.

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

"Prim was beautifully, tragically, delicately soft- no matter what happened to them. It didn't matter when food was rationed, or fabric, or when the mandatory blackouts started, even though she hated the dark. Prim stayed as sweet as the day she appeared in his life." AU. Fem!Harry x Tom Riddle.