What if the Dursley family cared for Harry? What would happen if Vernon was in the MOB

"I found solace in the strangest place, way in the back of my mind. But I survived, I'm still breathing... I'm alive." Primrose Potter was the famous Girl-Who-Lived, the Chosen One, the one who destroyed the Dark Lord not once but twice. You'd think that she would like all of the fame that she got... But she didn't. It was just a constant reminder that her parents died and she got out with only a scar. Prim is now seventeen and the war is finally over. She couldn't handle the pain of losing the closest people to her so she packed her bags. She ended up moving all the way to America with her cousins, the Gilberts. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, The Vampire Diaries, their characters, or their plots. I only own Primrose, any changes to the movies, any original ideas for her character, and anything not seen in the show or movies. All rights go to their original owners!

Harry Potter has his mothers red hair and his father's hazel eyes. He constantly gets told how much he looks like his mother. His eyes have little flecks of green that remind him of something from when he was a baby - and he can never quite pinpoint what. When he gets his letter to Hogwarts he finally finds out. He meets a boy called Draco Malfoy, and despite a misunderstanding (and something about a weasel?) They become fast friends. A few years later they decide that just isn't enough. Harry can't stop thinking about Draco's stormy eyes and Draco simply adores Harry's freckles. (Just a PSA for the hardcore fans, this won't follow much of the original story and will most probably be filled with non-canon things that will be canon for this fic. If you find any mistakes that seem way too out of reach, please tell me and I'll alter it.)

Just a bunch of One shots and shortstories about Peter Parker, I take a few request Includes Irondad MJ Ned Flash May Avengers Loki ........ Credits: Stan Lee and Marvel Creators Stories: mine In honor of Stan Lee First Chapter: Show me Neverland It's not even been two days. Two days ago Flash had beaten Peter to pulp. Why? He couldn't remember, probably because he had failed another test that Peter had aced. It was kind off unnerving, seeing Peter stand there with a small child in his arms glaring at a man. The class was silent. Nobody intervened. Nobody had too.

Thanks to dumbledore, the Potters kept Rosina The-Girl-Who-Lived and threw away her twin Harry. The real Boy-Who-Lived is now with his godfather and best friend in Slytherin. The house which will help him on his way to greatness. The light will never know what hit them. I would like it to be known this story was origionally from fanfiction.net and i transfered it for my reading purposes and did not expect it to get this big, i was planning to continue it, but i feel my writing isnt good enough, sorry to everyone who asked about upcoming updates. Im utterly sorry to all of you. 266k+ Words.

This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psychopath. He was bad news. She was worse. He was angry at the world. She just wanted to have fun in it. When Ashila gets caught on the wrong side of the law again, her father has no other choice but to send her to the strict boarding school known as 'Prescott Boarding School a place for delinquents and troubled youth' she is downright pissed. However when she gets there she decides to have some fun. Her type of fun. When Rylan finds out the only other dorm in his hall is going to be taken he's intrigued. After all his hall is only for the 'Class A' dangerous students, as the teachers and guards put it anyway. However when she gets there and he finds out that she's a she he's kinda annoyed that they class her as a 'Class A +' which is more dangerous than him. _______________________________ A lot of colourful language and not the rainbow kind. started this when i was young so it's not the best. but i still put my heart into it so don't copy please i'm sick of it. Finished.