It's a story about how Harry finds his true family. He goes through a creature inheritance and his mate is someone he never thought he could possibly get along with. this story is set in 4th year.

What if Obito kills Naruto ? What if Nauto is the recantation of of Indra and Ashua ? What if Naruto was given the sharrigan and rinnagan? What if Naruto revives Itachi?

My name's Hallie. I'm now cold. My life ruined. How will I cope.

Izuku had it all until it was ripped away from. First his mom. Next his freedom. Then his eyes. After it all, he was thrown to the street. Fortunately for him, a certain sleep deprived hero and two toned boy came into his life and changed it for the better. UPDATE: New cover done by Scinn-Tilly! Thank you so, so, SO much for clicking on and reading!

"Miss (L/n), you and Anderson have been assigned with an android from Cyberlife for these cases." "Really? Well...alright. When will he or she arrive?" "I don't know, but I just hope that a stupid piece of plastic doesn't mess things up around here." "It won't Sir! Besides, they'll have me and Hank looking after it! What could go wrong?" (A/N: DISCLAIMER! I don't own anything from Detroit: Become Human! Also, this story is done for female readers. I'm not good with girl x girl and guy x guy. Believe me, I'd butcher it....)

~~~ "Can we sit here...? All of the other compartments are full..." the black haired boy asks, gesturing to the empty seats around me. I know he didn't mean to but he didn't have to remind me I have no friends right now?? "Sure!" I say (kind of) enthusiastically, before shooting over to make more room in case they wanted to sit next to each other on my side (which was obviously not the case, but I was still practically laying on the seats before they had come in so...). "Oh! By the way, I'm Harry Potter." the black haired boy adds before sitting down next to me, "And this is Ron Weasley." he pointed to the red-haired boy. Ron nods his head in acknowledgement to me before sitting across from me. "Uh... Nice to meet you two. I'm (y/n) (l/n)." I replied to the two of them as the trolley witch practically poof-ed out of nowhere and in front of the door. ~~~ This is the first part of a seven part book of you and Harry! This is my first book, so please; I'm open to suggestions and such. I hope you enjoy! And, when the chapter has an .: on either side of it, it means it's edited at least a little :D Disclaimer: Plot - Some of it from me, some it from J.K. Rowling Cover - The picture on the cover is not mine! I used Canva to put the cover together. even though my skills are probably not the best... Characters - Harry Potter characters to J.K. Rowling, and the rest belong to their respectable owners *You - you belong to Harry :)* {Will eventually undergo major editing, but today is probably not that day}

BE NOT AFRAID OF GREATNESS. Harry and Haylee Potter were born to be great, rising to fame in the wizarding world before they even speak. Deprived of love in their adolescence, constantly neglected and beaten down, they could never imagine that they were destined for something greater than themselves. When a mysterious letter arrives on their doorstep, their seemingly mundane lives are transformed; Harry and Haylee Potter have magic in their blood, and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry holds the key to their past. But not everything is quiet at Hogwarts, and the twins soon find themselves in mortal peril, protecting an ancient artifact which would give power to their old nemesis. Together, they must overcome the dangers plaguing the school, thus beginning their journey in fulfilling their destiny.

{THIS IS RATED MATURE BECAUSE OF ABUSE, VIOLENCE, RAPE, PAST DEPRESSION, AND PAST SELF-HARM. POSSIBLE OTHERS, DO NOT READ IF THIS WILL TRIGGER YOU.} Newt Scamander x Winged!Reader {IN PROGRESS WITH SPOTTY UPDATES} You've been kidnapped and abused almost all of your life, or at least all that you can remember. So when a stranger bursts into your cell room to save you and you suddenly live in suitcase with said man, how could you possibly imagine to cope?

I felt like writing something sad and this happened