What would happen if Harry Potter was saved from the Dursley's and instead raised as the pureblooded son of Sirius Black. Will he end up following in the path that seems to be common for most purebloods, or will he change the status quo and still be the hero that the wizarding world needs? Inspiration for this story comes from a fanfiction on fanfic.net that is unfinished and I created an ending for it. Harry Potter and the original world belongs to JK Rowling what is mine is the continuation of the original story and added details.

Being a parselmouth, Harry is hired by all of the Dragon Sanctuaries. His new job: to travel the world, check on all the dragons, talk to them and learn about them. The dragons have also heard of Harry's talent - as an artist and they can be pushy about having their portrait painted. With dragons, magizoologists and shades of Dark Lords after him, Harry's life is anything but dull.

After five years travelling the world, Harry Potter has landed in New York. He figures that there's no better place than the city that never sleeps to settle in and forge a new life. If only the heroes, villains, aliens and spies had received the message. Begins just before the Avengers movie and continues through the MCU. Expect a long story with some extra faces along the way.

When James and Lily Potter are murdered, Heather Potter vows to protect her younger brother in their place. She will employ every bit of her power and cunning to give him the best life possible. But ensuring the safety of the Boy-Who-Lived is no mean feat when so many are out for his head. ************ I don't own Harry potter and the picture for the cover Severus x Heather Harry x Cedric

Betrayed and broken from a loss, Percy Jackson sets off on his own with no path in front of him. But strange, powerful forces are at play and he finds a purpose serving a certain silver-eyed goddess. As unparalleled threats arise, Percy once again finds himself with the fate of the world on his shoulders.

Persephone Jackson, hero of Olympus and slayer of Kronos wakes up under a water tree with strange spirits caring for her and an older Navi after sacrificing herself in the battle of Gaia to save earth. Now being the blessed child of the mother goddess Eywa years into the future in the world of pandora , she spends her time being one with the water , her home, her domain as she sometimes mets the water village when playing with the water creature of pandora ocean. what happens one day is a group of forest Navis comes to the village....what is happing to her new home and will she help fight for it?

Part 2 of Drowning in the Siren's Song. Percy learns that hiding won't hide him anymore. Just being himself has earned him enough power to garner the attention of the Gods. And for a Siren capable of influencing anybody with songs and is blessed by nature, his rarity is sure to bring more danger than just monsters. Now armed with the learnings of both Greeks and Romans, he tries navigate his messed up life, doing anything and everything to prevent himself from ever meeting the Gods and getting involved in their problems.

* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D

Percy survived his first year at Camp Half-Blood, and made many friends along the way, even if one tried to kill him. Now he gets to brave the realities of undersea politics, handle a custody dispute, and deal with land school all at the same time. Camp's barriers weakening after the winter solstice and a new activities director being pulled in did not make his summer session any calmer. Why can't he just have one normal year on land? Makes him wish for Kym's storm-making lessons. SEQUEL TO: ATLOP: Trial by Fire (must read that first to have any idea what's going on)

A child born from a miracle was named Perseus Jackson. His mother, a loving mortal with the gift of sight, brought together both aspects of the Ocean, combining Poseidon and Neptune into a single being, born from her love. Something never done before, nor heard of. A child armed with the powers from both personas of the sea, knew nothing of the truth. He'd inherited, not only the power to subjugate water, but to charm with his songs like the tides of the sea, an ability exclusive only to the rarest children of Neptune. He was a siren. After unleashing his powers one day, the world realized that he held much greater power than once perceived. But he had to hide it. Such authority was unwelcomed in a world where survival was a fight. One slip up and they would know that he was not normal, even among children considered abnormal- Demigods. It was the beginning of a silent song. It could heal; it could destroy. And the melody was controlled by Percy Jackson, the one demigod who wanted nothing more than peace and quiet.