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.

【 𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮: 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 】 ❝ 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚... 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙. ❞ "You can't love me. I am dust and dirt.. nothing more." "The earth is dust and dirt.. so, you are my world." ↳ Rigel Black, or as other people are used to -Harry Potter- had been living with his godfather, Sirius Black and his husband, Remus Black, ever since that fateful Halloween night, going as far as getting blood adopted. But when he finally gets to go to Hogwarts, he finds the person that had tried to kill him many years ago: Lord Voldemort. In return for his family's safety, Rigel gives him the Philosopher's stone. ...Never had he thought that he'd be the running thought in the dark lord's mind.. and worse- never had he thought that the said dark lord would do 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 to earn Rigel's love, even though Rigel wanted 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 to do with him... 𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩. 「 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 ⇢ 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 ⇢ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 」 『 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘯 』

Harry Potter is more like his mother than people expected. Except for maybe a revision here and there, this story is officially discontinued. Read the part titled "Hello Again" for more information.

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

Harry was tired, tired of being a pawn, tired of being a Gryffindor, tired of being manipulated. He had enough of the Dursley's abuse, and was finally be his real self. He finds out he has been lied to all his life, and wants revenge. Watch out world because Harry is pissed and seeking redemption.

Harry has never really trusted Dumbledore. The summer after fifth year when something happens, he decides enough is enough. He writes a letter to the only one who can help him. See what happens as the new Harry takes Hogwarts by storm.

Harry had lived an awful life so far first his abusive relatives then this huge man comes in and tells him he is actually a wizard and he will be attending a school where he will be taught how to use magic. The one thing he didn't expect was to be told he was famous in this world for something that he knew he had no control over. He had expected this school he was going to be attending to be safe and sound but soon found out it was anything but. For three years now he has fought old voldyshorts and won all the while being sent to the hospital wing and met his godfather. However the one thing that only the sorting hat knows is that the boy is extremely observant and has wisdom way beyond his years and something about his friends and headmaster does not sit well with him. He often wondered why was it that he felt more comfortable around his enemies than his friends. What most people do not know is that young harry is actually destined to be a slytherin, those that do know of this are very few most trusted friends that have also shared the same misfortunes of having to hide their true colours to keep up appearances. But will this New Year change anything for young harry and his close friends? Read to find out..... ⚠️ GRAMMATICAL ERRORS ⚠️ PUNCTUATION ERRORS ⚠️ OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE Highest ranking in fanfiction- #306

'Darkness breeds darkness. Darkness is drawn to other darkness. Like a moth to a flame and those for madness and murder of the world are those with the pain of their past that they turn into a game.' What happens when Harry Potter snaps? When he shows his real self? When he decides to listen to Voldemort's voice in his head and discover what he truly wanted and is? All hell breaks loose. 'They shall hear the lights downfall. And even their children's children will remember the story of how we brutally murdered the ones who rebelled.' Hello, A/N here; I want to say I wrote this when I was 10 and please excuse this awful attempt at writing. I despise these stories but a lot of people like it (for the life of me I don't know why) so please don't think this is my writing as a whole, I promise I've gotten better over the years.

Twins were born. Potter twins. Alexander, or Alex, James Peter Potter. And Harrison, or Harry, Peter Remus Sirius Potter. Harry was tossed into an orphanage after being born with the possibility of being a squib. And oh how wrong they were. Harry was as adopted by none other but the man who murdered millions of magical blood that was mixed with muggle. In other words, muggleborns. Though the man was also a muggleborn, he was as going to make it so not a single muggle born existed knew that they were born of non-magical blood because muggles were cruel beings. Cruel beings that did not deserve to have any knowledge of magic. Could you guess who adopted the unwanted one? Story will have slow updates as I am working on two stories. Voldemort/TomMarvoloRiddle×SeverusSnape Harry Potter AU Bookworm!Slytherin!Harry Harry will become Harrison Severus Riddle Prince Snape Gaunt, but will he survive in the cruel Wizardry World? DISCLAIMER!!!: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! THAT IS ONLY J.K. ROWLINGS WORK! THIS FANFICTION IS MINE AND I DO NOT WANT ANYONE TO STRAL IT! PLEASE DM ME IF YOU WANT TO PLACE IT ON ANOTHER PLATFORM!!!

Harry Potter is nothing special, or so he thinks. That is, until a letter arrives, inviting him to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hardly believing his luck, Harry thinks his life is looking up - until he finds out the terrible truth. His parents gave him up because they thought he was non-magical, a squib. Even worse, his twin brother is the famous Boy-Who-Lived. After meeting his godfather, Harry goes to Hogwarts, determined to prove himself to his parents and the Wizarding World. But what will they think of their Slytherin son? What will his Gryffindor twin think of him? Harry is drawn into the mysteries of Hogwarts, all the while balancing his schoolwork and his new position as the heir of the infamous Black family.