[THIS BOOK IS PRETTY SHIT. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. IT IS BEING RE-WRITTEN AS 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑. YOU CAN FIND IT ON MY PROFILE.] "I mean it. I literally fell into a book." *** Violett was just a semi-normal girl before she fell into Harry Potter. She'd read the series before, more times than she can count. What happens when she falls in? Join Violett as she goes on an adventure full of mischief, magic and love, all with the green-eyed boy and his friends. And Sirius Black. You can never forget the supposed mass-murderer. *** -Set in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Book 1 of the 'WICCAN' series. This is a Fanfiction by @astronomyblues- 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 : 29/06/19 #1 in HP #1in HPFF #1 in WIZARD #1 in SNAPESDAUGHTER #1 in SNAPE #2 in HARRYPOTTER

(Book Two) Tegwen Gittins has dodged Death on more occasions that she can count on both hands. Her time in New York City only added to the count but it allowed the woman to heal as she came face to face with an old classmate, Newt Scamander. Old wounds were reopened but were able to begin healing properly as she was able to confront a large part of her past. Returning home, Tegwen is trying to get her life back in order. Living with her fathers until she is ready to get back to work, Tegwen is enjoying the quiet life, allowing Freudrick the Hungry Plant to settle in the gardens, when a familiar face shows up one afternoon. Newt Scamander is back after finishing up his manuscript and he comes with a request. A request for Tegwen to join him on another adventure with an offer she can't refuse.

"Are you implying that I am responsible for Voldemort's actions?" Dumbledore's voice had finally turned cold. "No, I'm saying you're responsible for neglecting a young boy! You treated him with nothing but suspicion and coldness, and when he grew up suspicious and cold you took that as confirmation that you were always right about him." "I assume you have a reason for laying these heavy charges at my feet," said Dumbledore quietly. She sighed. "I just think... maybe you should take your own advice and try to solve this problem with love, not destruction. You don't have to destroy a Horcrux. You can heal it." "You speak of remorse," Dumbledore didn't sound impressed. "If I may, I see very little chance of convincing Voldemort to feel empathy for the things he has done -" "Not Voldemort," she interrupted. "Tom." "You are suggesting that we use Voldemort's first Horcrux to reanimate sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle." Dumbledore's tone left much to be desired. ✨Reposting from Ao3 and ff.net!!✨

Hermione spends the summer before her last year at Hogwarts in the hospital battling a deadly sickness. To her horror, she discovers her mysterious illness is actually her body transforming to accommodate her mate - her very Veela mate. No one knows who or where her mate is. The last thing she expects is to find him at Hogwarts - or have it be Draco Malfoy. Rejecting him means his death. Can Hermione do what she must? JK ROWLING OWNS ALL HP CHARACTERS

Being reincarnated as Harry Potter's fraternal twin sister really puts a new meaning behind "death is but the next great adventure." Grey!OC. -COMPLETED- #1 in Parody 2-23-2021 #1 in Potter 4-20-2021 #1 in HP 5-5-2021

- UNEDITED The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, Harry James Potter. When Harry discovered that Sirius Black was his legal guardian, his life was flipped around. He finally had a parental figure and Sirius was willing to do anything for him. Celestia Faith Black, daughter of the infamous Sirius Black, second best to Harry Potter. After discovering her father was innocent of all crimes, she wanted to get closer with him. But that tends to be a lot harder when your father favours his godson more than you. [ STARTED: 1 DECEMBER 2020 ] [ FINISHED: 19 APRIL 2024 ] [ ORDER OF THE PHOENIX - DEATHLY HALLOWS ] { THEODORE NOTT x FEMALE OC } ✍︎ highest rankings ✍︎ #1 in THEODORENOTT #1 in MALFOY #1 in SIRIUSBLACKDAUGHTER #1 in POV #1 in THEONOTT #1 in EATER #2 in BLAISEZABINI #2 in DEATHEATER #2 in DRACO #2 in BLACK #3 in SIRIUS #4 in SLYTHERIN #4 in SIRIUSBLACK #4 in EVIL #5 in BETRAYAL #5 in VOLDEMORT

One day, it's 2017, Kelli Watson goes to bed after a normal afternoon of browsing the Internet and getting irrationally angry at strangers about Severus Snape. A perfectly normal night for Kelli. She dreams of the 1930s. She dreams that she's eleven years old again, a cringe time to say the least. She dreams that she meets Albus Dumbledore and he wants her to attend Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What better dream she could have? She wishes she'll never wake up, but she has to. She's got school tomorrow, she's a top student and she can't let her grades slip over a dream. Maybe tomorrow she'll do the same thing and go to sleep with Harry Potter on her mind. Except Kelli notices this dream is getting rather boring. It's rather long. Nah, dreams can sometimes be long, she'll get to platform 9 and 3/4s and then she'll wake up in disappointment, right? Well, she may as well read the textbooks and practice some magic, what could be the harm in that? She's on the train. Kelli finally realises that this isn't a dream.

In an alternate world of Harry Potter, the souls of wizardfolk-worshippers of Lady Magic-were divided into two in the earliest days of their creation, each half paired with another person's. Overcome by the sudden emptiness within them and the weakening of their magic, the wizardfolk begged Lady Magic to return their missing halves. In response, Lady Magic bestowed soul marks upon them and tasked them with the lifelong quest of finding the person who carried the missing half of their souls. Set in the early 1990s, the modern era of Wizarding Britain, the prodigious Tom Riddle-now known as Thomas Slytherin-returns from a long journey across the world in a desperate search for his missing half. Having inherited the Slytherin name, he steps into the political arena of Wizarding Britain and challenges the centuries-old laws of the Ministry, promising greatness and progress should he rise to power. Meanwhile, Alix Clementine lives as the Heir to the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Clementine, a renowned lineage admired by many. Their House is built on a power passed down only through their bloodline-the ability to bond with and influence all beasts, magical or otherwise. Note: MAJOR REWRITE ONGOING This work is on AO3 with the same title. AO3 un: Elphir

Join hogwarts for a mission to change the fate of Lord Voldemort, when he was still the mysterious, two-faced Tom Riddle as you travel back in time in hope of changing his heart with a potion that has the ability of destroying the effects of a love potion's child, making him vulnerable to emotions he's never felt before. How are you able to change the one who knows nothing but destruction and manipulation. P.S. Tom's Time is mixed with Lily's and the rest of the marauders in the story. Also, some timelines are different in general. (Tom and some characters were moved to the marauders era) Sorry :// Highest rating - #1 in Wizard, #1 in Harrypotter, #1 in xreader, #2 in Fanfiction out of 981k stories. Started: July 2018th Finished: August 31st 2020th Status: In Editing & Rewriting Tom Riddle's looks here are based on Christian Coulson's portrayal. DISCLAIMER: Because I write about Tom in a toxic way, does NOT mean I support toxic relationships or behaviour. IN REWRITING & EDITING (sorry if you are a re-reader and cannot find your comment as those shuffle depending what part of the chapter I edit) P.S. The potion is obviously not canon (something I made up), so it is easy to see who steals the same idea - about removing all effects of the love potion's child. And since I've seen a couple of such works, please, I encourage you to make and do your own ideas and be as awesome writers as you already know you are! <3

★ 1940s Era ★ Slowburn ★ Seer MC ★ Horror Elements ★ 'Well they say a burnt child loves the fire.' The words sit there on the page and I wonder briefly, wildly, if he'll recognise them. Surely not. But I can so clearly imagine him in his dorm reading them all the same, sitting on his bed, legs outstretched, diary on his lap, lonesome candle lighting his way. A moment later, his tidy script appears just beneath mine and my stomach twists in horror. 'They say what fire does not destroy, it hardens.'