Hadrian grows up alone in the obscure shadow of his younger brother, Daniel Potter, The-Boy-Lived. Daniel is loved while Hadrian is forgotten. In the absence of love; a cold, hard, calculating boy is born. The story follows Hadrian's life - how the pain and loss not only make him grow stronger but more dangerous. Sorted into Slytherin, Hadrian Potter finds a home in both his house and in Hogwarts. Hadrian learns what it means to be a Potter in Slytherin - The Parties, The Power, The Wealth and The Responsibility. The story begins after two years away from home. Hadrian returns to Potter Manor from his fourth year at Hogwarts. But he is no longer the young, anxious, heartbroken boy who left home when he was twelve. The reunion, shows the world who he has become and the detrimental consequences of their actions.

Harry Potter considered himself to know just about everyone in Gryffindor house. But somehow he managed to slip over Freya Majors. Which in all honesty was a feat in itself. Freya Majors wasn't exactly a quiet girl, she was a girl with a plan. Harry finally noticed her when he showed up at 12 Grimmauld Place and she seemed to be the only one not thrilled to see him. But who could possible hate the Gryffindor prince? The answer was simple. Freya Majors. "How do you manage to be so fearless Freya?" "It's called audacity Potter." {o.o.t.p.- d.h} {all originals by me} {cover by @zxaestheticss}

Harry always said that no one stood up for him. What if someone did? I don't own any of the characters except my OCs. Ron, Molly, Ginny and Dumbledore will bashed in this story.

Annabeth managed to escape Tartarus and join the seven in the war against Gaea, but Percy was left behind. Now, three centuries later the Doors of Death are opening again and nine heroes descend into the Pit. The events which follow, none of them could have anticipated. Everyone says that time heals all wounds, but Percy knows it leaves only scars. But, Percy supposes, without time he would never have found a place where he truly belonged. Currently being rewritten

He stood on the balcony, watching the city below. His trained eyes flickered from one event to the next; the angry cabbie shouting for the traffic to move; the dog walking their owner along the streets; the father trying to keep his children in arm's reach. He sighed, rubbing his hands on his arms. He saw no real threats, no monsters in the shadows and no waiting traps. It was normal. If only he could be too. I do not own anything from Percy Jackson or the Avengers. TRIGGER WARNINGS

Percy Jackson is betrayed before he's downright murdered. His body is left in the forest for the monsters, but a certain god finds him, and then his body is never seen again. And now a legend is spreading among the newer campers, a legend of Hephaestus' champion, a Clockwork Soldier. DISCLAIMER: I do not own PJO or HOO characters. All rights to Rick Riordan.

(COMPLETED) Under editing "Ah.... it's me Lady Artemis, Percy? You know, that guy who held up the sky for you so that you can kick Atlas' ass? That guy?" "What are you talking about, boy? I have never held up the sky or even seen you in my life." 'Wait what? How can she not remember that? How can anyone not remember that? The only way that's possible is if... Oh no...' Percy then asked a question that he hoped was wrong to ask, "Lady Artemis, what is the year today?" Artemis still held up her bow, but her hold on it eased up from the strange question, "This is the age of rebellion boy, the gods and titans are currently fighting. How do you not know about this?" 'I am so screwed,' thought Percy. ___ Percy finds himself thousands of years in the past with a man-but-not-yet-hating goddess.

Athena said Loyalty will kill him. Loyalty will kill. Maelstrom will destroy. Mystique will torture. He is Perseus, the worst of them all. ----/----/----/----/ His name was Percy Jackson. He was loyal. He was brave. He was powerful. He was betrayed. He was the hero of Olympus. Now, he's Perseus, or sometimes Mystique, or sometimes Maelstrom. He's still loyal. He's definitely still brave. He's very powerful. But he's not the hero of Olympus. Not anymore. I do not own PJO or HOO characters Rick Riordan does. (Warning:I started this when I was 12)

A/N: I do not own anything except for the things I made, all belongs to Rick Riordan. I know, I know. It's not the most original story. But...You know what? I'll do the disclaimer later. For now, let's get on to the synopsis, shall we? We shall. ~~ People will use you over and over again to their fulfilment. They'll play with you until you're beaten to the bone. Until you're not shining anymore and they throw you away. Well, in my case it's the demigods and the Gods. Look, I didn't ask for any of this. I had accepted anything that came my way before, but don't I get my own happy ending? All I wanted was to live peacefully with my girlfriend, Annabeth Chase who I would do anything for, and my friends. We deserve at least that. So why is it as soon as he comes in everything was taken away from me? What did I do? What did Timothy Leon ever do to have the right to take everything that I have? He didn't save the world. I did. He didn't go to a long dangerous quest alone just for the sake of his friends to finally have a happy life. I did. So, I left. Thus, the start of my new life free from the Gods and their controlling ways. I was finally where I belong but now, I have to go back. Well, it was a matter of time anyway. Sooner or later, you'll have to face the past and unfortunately, my time has come.