When Harrielle Potter defeated Voldemort, she thought she'd finally get peace in her life. Yet even in death, he haunted her. Broken by grief and depression, she found a way to cope by writing in his old diary. Little did she know that through magic and a breach in time, young Tom Riddle could read every heartfelt thought she poured into those pages.

on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off his shirt, making Lorelei blush, but he showed her all of the long white scars on his arms, back, and torso. She gently touched one of them, making Draco breathe deeper, but her heart slowed and shoulders uncoiled to see them. With shaky hands and averted eyes, Lorelei carefully pulled back the hem of her dress until it rested just above her knees. She didn't look at his face, not wanting to see his reaction. She flinched just slightly when Draco's cold finger trailed over one of her scars, just as she had done to his a moment before. "They're beautiful, princess. A sign of your strength and resilience." SOULMATE AU // HP FANFIC Highest Rankings: #1 in Soulmate #1 in Slytherin #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in AlternateUniverse #2 in DracoMalfoy #2 in Angst #4 in SoulmateAU #6 in LunaLovegood #11 in FanFiction #16 in HarryPotter /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own Lorelei Jones and Briar Davies./ [started - may 2021; finished - december 2021]

There's just something particularly strange about Aria Potter this year. Unfortunately, the new 8th year Slytherins are determined to find out exactly what everybody's favorite golden girl is hiding. Post-DH semi-AU Hogwarts. DMxfemHP. - This story was originally posted on AO3 and FFN but I decided to post the complete story here on Wattpad because another user, Izumi_luna_1, is trying to post it here, word per word, and claiming it as her own. For the record, this person is NOT me and does not have my permission to post my story. Please do not support her or encourage her actions. Plagiarism is certainly not okay and very disrespectful to the writing community. You may refer to my profile page for the original versions of this story as proof, fully completed as of May 2021.

War. They had dragged her into it, wrapped her in prophecy, and painted her as some messiah with a target on her back, all to clean up their mess. She was supposed to fight their battles, die their hero, and leave the world tidily saved. But Alexandrina Potter didn't give a damn about anyone's savior fantasies anymore. It should have ended. She did her duty, paid in scars and losses, and tried to make her peace. Yet here she was, tossed back nearly three decades by a smugly amused Lord Death, dumped into the year 1958 with a son she'd kept hidden from the world and a blood-adopted daughter who carried a legacy darker than any shadow she'd ever faced. Thomas Alexander Potter, three years old, bright-eyed, her heart's calm anchor. And Delphini Lilith Potter, fierce, sharp, and bound to her not by fate but by Alexandrina's own stubborn defiance of it. They were hers, and damn it, that meant something. Her goals were simple, if slightly ambitious: avoid meddling wizards, rewrite the future, and raise her children without the looming threat of war breathing down their necks. Shouldn't be too hard, right? She'd already defeated one megalomaniac. What was a little time travel, a few impossible odds, and the chance of crossing paths with Tom Riddle when he was still just a snake-eyed schoolboy with delusions of grandeur? Life had given her a second chance-no more, no less. And she was bloody well going to use it. Most Impressive Ranking #1 enemiestolovers out of 117K stories

❝I want you for worse or for better. I would wait forever and ever...❞ Elizabeth Reething is a Ravenclaw: polite, intelligent, curious, and best friends with Draco Malfoy. She just so happens to be the target of Harry Potter's unconditional affection, an affection that pushes even her best attempts at being polite and friendly. Book cover template by @humaneity, based off of Shawn Mendes' "Handwritten" album cover.

Celestia Eleanor Young is the newest generation of the Pure-blood Young family of Singapore. The Young Clan has the power of a monarchy and the wealth of a first-world country. Not only does she have to prove to her family that she's capable of fitting the crown and being their successor, but she also has to show the Wizarding World of Europe that the Wizarding World of Asia and the rest of the Wizarding Worlds deserve no less respect than they do. Tia always strives to be the best and has an undeniable ambition for power. She demands and earns respect no matter where or what situation she finds herself in. Of course, she occasionally receives help from her fellow Slytherin friends, especially from a certain handsome blond heir.

"𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩" 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲, a quiet and sophisticated girl, has been dreaming about a certain dark-haired wizard. 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞, now known as 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭 once fell in love with a lovely grey-eyed girl until tragedy happened that changed their lives forever. ❀ ❀ ❀ "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚" "𝘿𝙤 𝙄?"

the power the dark lord knows not. femHarry Not my story by slexenskee on Fanfiction.net Just changed the grammar and Harrys name is Lyra still a girl though rearranged it in order

"What is up with you, Malfoy? And why do you care?" She asked, her voice was raised, telling me that she was getting pissed once more. "I have never not care about you, Em!" I exclaimed and my words surprised her, "All those times I want to hold your hand, give you a hug when you had a fallout with Potter and his friends, not just bloody sitting on the sofa with you, or just hug you after every quidditch match or just every morning or before you went to your dorm, all those times I want to ki-" "Shut up, Malfoy." She said and she leaned in, kissing me. - Emerald Edwards was forced to transfer to Hogwarts at the second half of her fifth year after her parents are appointed to work with the Ministry of Magic in London. What she doesn't know is that they moved back because of the Dark Lord's return. With only knowing the notorious Draco Malfoy, the two could only depend on each other as they both became initiated as a Death Eater. Façades, broken friendships, kind actions, finding love when they shouldn't be and tasks from the Dark Lord, will they succeed? warning: a bit spicy

Severus let out a small sigh. "Don't you want a place you can truly call home? Somewhere that's just for us? When we retire, I promise I'll get us a house like that." Rosabelle lifted her head to look at Severus. Their noses were almost touching. "Wherever you are is home to me, Sev. You know that, don't you?" She said, with a soft smile. YOU WANT A HAPPY AND WHOLESOME SEVERUS FANFIC? WELL, THIS IS IT! Copyright 2023 MiraaChe Disclaimer: Any events, places, items, or characters from the Harry Potter Series belongs to J.K Rowling, a fantastic writer. I only added/changed a few things of my own. OC Rosabelle Snape belongs to me.