July 31st within the Potter estate had been, at first, a mass cause for a celebration. Magical twins were rare, even rarer when born of opposite genders. But all good things must eventually make way for the dark. A 'prophesy' brought forth the fear and uncertainty. 15 months later, upon a late Samhain eve, an attack took place. Then when a choice- the wrong choice - between two infants is made, so too is the fate of the wizarding world. Abandoned and forgotten by her parents, the youngest Potter is whisked away by one that remembers her soul. Raised far away, and long into a history that's passed, the young Morgana Lilianna Dorea Potter-Black trains for her second chance at life, as the overshadowed, forgotten, and hidden Potter twin, and the true girl who lived. Morgana looked dead ahead, the goblin, highly unnerved by the young witches almost statue-like stillness as she processed what she just saw. This was supposed to be her second chance at life. Her dearest friend and brother in all but blood had granted her the choice. After all the wrong she'd done after losing herself to vengeance against her true father Uther, and unfortunately her naively trusting half-brother Arthur. She had been certain that her passing would be filled with pain and loneliness, and yet, Merlin was in fact, still her Merlin, her dearest friend. 'A second chance. To know the love and life you've been denied.' he had said hoping against hope that she would be the girl he'd loved as a sister again. She knew he didn't have faith in her. Nor did she in herself. Still, his words stirred a hopeful longing she'd thought had long since died. Taking his hand she'd been able to conjure enough strength to push a final smile and plea 'Save me'

Tom Riddle was told the Hallows were a myth, that the Master of Death was some figment of the imagination even with magic and muggle myths being real. And then, on Halloween night of his second year, a girl appears out of darkness in the Great Hall. Her name? Evelynn Peverell. Evelynn, meanwhile, is just hoping to have a life for once after being turned on and hunted down. She should've known she can't go anywhere without catching Tom Riddle's attention, though. Or, unfortunately, Albus Dumbledore's. --------------------------------------------------- Don't own anything, all rights go to JKR! author Winxclubrocks ---------------------------------------------------

Tom can't say that his life as Hogwarts's Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is perfect, but he's content with it. Then Albus makes a fairly innocuous request of him- to investigate a student who is sneaking off to the Forbidden Forest- and Tom's whole universe changes. --------------------------------------------------- Notes: AU (no Voldemort), angst, obsessive Tom, Defense professor Tom Riddle --------------------------------------------------- the author is Lomonaaeren ---------------------------------------------------

"Trixibell, if these attacks don't stop I will have to expell you." Dumbledore had calmly. Trixibell Potter bit her lip. "But Professor - " She said. "I'm not behind the attack!" "That might be true but not everyone would believe that." Dumbledore said. 𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑑𝑜... ↱Pairings↲ [ ☆- TRxFem!HP ] [ ☆- DMxHG ] [ ☆- NMxLM ] [ ☆- Past!SBxBL ] ➢ Warnings ➸This is fanfiction ➸Read at your own risk ➸Torture/Killing ➸Dumbledore/Weasley bashing ➸Swearing ➸Incest ➢ Highest Rankings ♡ - #1 ronbashing ♡ - #1 sanevoldemort ♡ - #1 darkluna ♡ - #1 darkhermione ♡ - #1 dramione ♡ - #2 malfoyfamily ♡ - #4 ronbashing ♡ - #12 darkharry ♡ - #12 deatheaters ♡ - #20 tomriddle ♡ - #22 tomarry ♡ - #28 dumbledorebashing ♡ - #32 bellatrixlestrange ♡ - #52 familysecrets ♡ - #53 originalcharacter ♡ - #68 harrypotter ♡ - #67 america ☆ I do not own the harry potter characters. Only the plot and unnamed OCs. ➸ Third Book | Starts; 1996 | Don't Repost [ ONGOING : 88.1k words ] 50k views - 1/1/2023 75k views - 3/8/2023 100k views - 6/2/2023 →Start Date: August 17th 2022 →Complete Date:

A smile twisted onto his lips. "Oh but darling brother....you expect me to be so merciful..." On that fateful night of Halloween, Dumbledore makes a fatal mistake; the wrong boy-who-lived is named. Soon after, Harry James Potter was thrown in Azkaban for no authentic reason at the age of 7. He happens to be incarcerated in the same prison cell as Bellatrix, Rodophlus, and Rabastan Lestrange. It's across from his godfather, Sirius Black, who often accesses the Lestrange's cell via his animagus form. When he is eleven years old, a single lonely brown owl shivers as it passes through the Azkaban wards. It is delivering a letter to one Harry J. Potter in Cell 777. Harry, who was trained and taught beforehand by Black and the Lestranges, recieves the letter with unsuppressed glee. He will have his revenge.

The war with the most feared dark lord has ended only for a war with muggles to begin. Losing all he loved, harry died only to once again wake on the platform, taking death on his offer harry awakes the night of his parents death. Will he succeed in saving all of wizard kind or will he die trying? read to find out.... I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR IT'S CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO JK ROWLING

It's Harry's 4th year at Hogwarts and his name has just come out of the Goblet of Fire. Everyone has abandoned him and he feels utterly alone. Through an accident Harry and the piece of Voldemort's soul that resides inside him begin to interact and Harry slowly begins to change. He becomes stronger and more aware, and slowly grows aware of a more sinister course of events that has perpetuated his entire life. Book 1 Disclaimer - This story does not belong to me, it can be found on fanfiction.com and adult-fanfiction by Athey.

When Harry's name comes out of the Goblet of Fire, he is livid. He didn't bloody want to join a deadly tournament, but it seems like no one believes him, so he swears a wizarding oath. Now everyone believes him, but he still isn't excused from the tournament. Almost on the point of wanting to give up on his magic, Death interferes because Death's chosen child can't lose his magic. **** ''This is why you are going to be perfect.'' Death almost croons, making Harry blush. ''If you're going with me to train, you will be back in no time. Time travels differently in my realm.'' Harry nods. He suspected something like that. ''Then I will go with you to train. It is only fair. The others are older and have more experience.'' ''Harry, no!'' Dumbledore exclaims, but Harry knows it is too late. Death is already grasping his arm, and then everything turns dark around him. !Disclaimer! All characters belong to J.K Rowling This story belongs to MBlack93 on AO3 link to story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34047913/chapters/84691633

"You, Master, are now dead," Death spoke chillingly. Its bony fingers free of flesh slid down its scythe. Its hood ducked itself down, almost to show a sign of reverence. "The ritual is now completed. I am, most definitely, at your service, Master." The young man with raven hair and green eyes wasn't too pleased with Death. Before it said anything else, he carefully studied his surroundings. The way to the other life looked nothing like it had when he'd first died. Unlike the fist time, he stood outside Godric's Hollow, but the place was deserted and pitched black. It was so dark, Death easily blended in; the green glowing stone in its scythe was the only thing that alerted Harry of its presence. "Why did I not see you when I first died?" He demanded, anger from his previous life still lingering on. Death raised a bony finger. "You were not ready for me to reveal myself just yet. Your soul was too pure to be corrupt just yet; first you needed to complete cycle when it came to being my master." "And what is the cycle?" "One must use the cloak to hide from the danger. Resist the temptations of the resurrection stone. Master the wand made from the wood of the Elder tree and kill with it. One needs to corrupt their soul by taking a life." Death left some lingering silence, wanting for its new master to take in the newfound information before asking, "what do you wish of me, Master," even though it knew what was going on in Harry's mind. "You do not have to move on, I can grant what you desire." "You can grant me my family?" Death's hood tilted itself, making it seem as if it had ducked its head. Its bony fingers lightly tapped its scythe, making the sound of bone and metal echo in Harry's ears. "Undoubtedly," it confirmed. "If you wish to pay the price." "Do it."

Hadrian has been blind since he was eight years old after his uncle blinded him, and for seven years he has lived in an abandoned building pick pocketing off people to survive. After nicking a wallet off someone he shouldn't have Hadrian is saved by two people he doesn't know and taken somewhere he's never been. Jamie has always felt that something was missing and he would always get bouts of pain that he doesn't understand where they come from. When he attacked by Voldemort some questions arise at some of the things Voldemort had said. After questioning his godfathers Jamie is angry that they gave up his baby brother because he was a squib, and he disowns his parents before he starts searching for his missing brother.