Chapter 1: An Escrow Agreement Harry Crow Author: robst The Dursleys are excruciatingly normal. They were just plain ordinary people, trying to live their orderly lives. Why should they take what they consider an abnormal freak into their home? This is so not a crossover fic. This story's first paragraph consists mainly of the wonderful words and work vovof Jo Rowling from the book that started it all. I claim only the mistakes as my own.

After rejected by his crush y/n ran away from school and went to the forest amd there he saw a weird triangle shape box which led to unlocking his journey in the ways of the sith

Proffesor Snape turned and stared at Harry, one eyebrow raised. "Mr. Potter! Are you paying attention?" "Y-Yes, Proffesor." "Tell me what would you get if I asked you to add powdered root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" Snape asked, knowing that the first year wouldn't know the answer. "I-I don't kn-know Sir." Harry said, his throat tightening severely. "Very well, Mr. Potter, where would you go if I asked you to get a Bezoar?" "I-I s-suppose t-the supply c-closet, P-Proffessor" Harry said, his heart racing and his breathing becoming shallow. "I-what?" Snape asked, not expecting this answer from a Gryffindor. "Th-the s-supply c-closet, Sir?" Harry repeated. "Well... umm yes, technically, but if I didn't have one then where would you go to get one?" "Th-the s-store s-sir?" Harry asked trying to think of a suitable answer. "Think Potter. Where does a bezoar come from?" "I d-don't know sir!" Harry cried, tears prickling his eyes. "And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?" Snape asked. "I-I don't know, Sir" Snape stepped closer to Harry, who in return flinched away. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so power-" Snape stopped talking as Harry quickly wrote down every word the man was saying. "What are you doing?" "Ta-Taking N-Notes Proffesor." Harry said, quietly. "Is that what you were doing before?" Snape asked, surprised. "Y-Yes, Sir." "Hmm..." Snape hummed "Five points to Gryffindor." the class gasped and stared at the Proffesor "And see me after class, P-Harry." "Y-Yes, sir."

BOOK TWO ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Proffesor Snape turned and stared at Harry, one eyebrow raised. "Mr. Potter! Are you paying attention?" "Y-Yes, Proffesor." "Tell me what would you get if I asked you to add powdered root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" Snape asked, knowing that the first year wouldn't know the answer. "I-I don't kn-know Sir." Harry said, his throat tightening severely. "Very well, Mr. Potter, where would you go if I asked you to get a Bezoar?" "I-I s-suppose t-the supply c-closet, P-Proffessor" Harry said, his heart racing and his breathing becoming shallow. "I-what?" Snape asked, not expecting this answer from a Gryffindor. "Th-the s-supply c-closet, Sir?" Harry repeated. "Well... umm yes, technically, but if I didn't have one then where would you go to get one?" "Th-the s-store s-sir?" Harry asked trying to think of a suitable answer. "Think Potter. Where does a bezoar come from?" "I d-don't know sir!" Harry cried, tears prickling his eyes. "And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?" Snape asked. "I-I don't know, Sir" Snape stepped closer to Harry, who in return flinched away. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so power-" Snape stopped talking as Harry quickly wrote down every word the man was saying. "What are you doing?" "Ta-Taking N-Notes Proffesor." Harry said, quietly. "Is that what you were doing before?" Snape asked, surprised. "Y-Yes, Sir." "Hmm..." Snape hummed "Five points to Gryffindor." the class gasped and stared at the Proffesor "And see me after class, P-Harry." "Y-Yes, sir."

Barely a day before his departure to Hogwarts for his first year, Harry decides that he wants to take a walk. His situation at the Dursley's had become dire, and Harry knew that any longer in their presence and his eleven-year-old body would start to deteriorate at an even faster pace than it already was. Eventually arriving at a park, Harry takes a seat at one of the park benches until he is approached by an older woman. The woman couldn't have been younger then seventy, but she walked with straightness in her back that made him shiver. Foolish and filled with desperation, Harry reaches out to take the slice of bread from her hand, she had probably wanted to feed it to the birds instead, only to drop it when he felt something slithers its way up his arm. However, when he raised his sleeve, there was nothing there. Hours later, after Harry's annual five-minute shower, he passes the mirror and takes a quick glimpse at himself, only to yelp in surprise. That wasn't him in his reflection. This book covers the first two Harry Potter books/movies. Now with Russian Translation by @lavrova55!!!!!!!!

A poor chap from earth died from overworking, and was reincarnated in Marvel world as Peter Parker. Armed with a System, he will correct the mistakes of real Peter while questioning his role and reason for being born again. Author Here: I do not own Harry Potter, Marvel or any pictures used in this fanfiction.They belong to their respective owners.

A young man, summoned to another world with four other peoples. However, there were only four Heroes that were summoned repeatedly through history to defend against the waves of calamity....then what is he..a hero who will protect the innocent or just an innocent bystander who got dragged in accidentally or maybe something far more worse... AUTHOR HERE: I do not own The Rising Of The Shield Hero or any pics used in this fanfic, they belong to their owners.

Soul Bond Fanfic. Harry's parents live. Harry's grandparents also alive. HarryxHermione Only the OC's belong to me. The rest are JK's. ALL RIGHTS STAY WITH J.K.ROWLING!

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You are a god. You were sleeping... In chains... Untill a large rumble woke you...