Harrison Potter is the third child of the Potter's. And he's neglected by family and mostly everyone throughout his life (Not the usual abusive story). He thrives to be best and sometimes wishes someone to be with him. In his childhood he sets aside gift to someone in the world who feels alone like him and it disappears to that someone by some strange Christmas magic. Seeing it disappear he makes a habit to send it every Christmas. What will he do when he meets that someone..? (It's going to be an alternate universe story.) {Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. And the image used as cover is not mine, taken from google images.}

Um desejo feito por Harry Potter faz com que todos esqueçam da existência de Draco Malfoy, e apenas Harry pode vê-lo e lembrar-se dele. Agora, ele precisa se decidir entre ajudar a alguém que sempre o detestou, ou sucumbir ao ódio que veio alimentando durante todos os anos que passou em Hogwarts.

Fifteen years ago Voldemort won the war over Hogwarts, a kingdom full of magic. He brought about economic peace and stability, and has given dark wizards and creatures their rights back. To celebrate, a ball is held. There he meets a mysterious teen with Avada green eyes and a rare ability to talk to animals. Harry never meant for the king to become interested and disrupt his life. Harry X Voldemort. I have issues. Cover art is not mine, I got it off Google, if anyone knows the artist I'd love to give them proper credit.

College AU (a/b/o dynamics) Porn with plot. Falling in love wasn't easy, let alone finding someone to fall in love with. But Harry, an omega attending school for the first time, was determined to. He had been sheltered for so long, it was time to meet the world, his mate, his one true love. But who's that quiet yet captivating male he's sharing a dorm room with? And why can't Harry get him out of his mind? Or: Just a cute and sweet story about how Harry fell in love with Tom Riddle. (Beware of some shameless smut tho) (No non-consensual sex in any shape, way or form I promise) ===== Harry almost whimpered when he heard Tom's voice, the deep and smooth baritone of it sending jolts of electricity down his spine, and he unconsciously squeezes his legs together. A waft of aroma invaded Harry's nose, and suddenly, all he could smell was the sweet sweet Alpha fragrance that was Tom's. It consisted of cinnamon rolls mixed with a tint of charcoal flames, the heavenly scent of it only made Harry want to bury his face directly into Tom's scent gland and take a good whiff of it more. It was unlike any other Alpha's scent he had ever smelt before, as they only made Harry nothing but nervous, and to be honest, it was more of a stench. But this, Tom's, made Harry felt safe, content, the butterflies in his stomach fluttering their wings wildly. ===== "Please. I need you, Alpha."

What if Harry had a twin and was named a squib after the attack on Halloween? What if Harry's sister was the Girl-Who-Lived? What if Harry did have magic, a magic so powerful and unique even the Ministry didn't know about it... He is Harry Potter, Lord of all Creatures. Cross-posted from fanfiction.net with permission from the original author, CreatureHarem84. All credits go to them, not me. Also, I picked up the Hogwarts photo from Pinterest, so credit to original author there who I can't remember the name of. Please don't sue me!

mxb! Harry Potter no longer has any fucks to give. That's it. That's the plot. Thanks for coming to my ted talk. ((And all because Death does something absolutely fucking stupid behind Harry's back.)) Or; Harry dies and wakes up back in the cupboard underneath the stairs. Fed up of being thrown around like a dogs chew toy, both literally and figuratively, Harry takes matters into his own hands and changes the future as we know it. ((Helping Voldemort may not have been on his initial plans, but here he was.)) #11 in harrymort //cross posted on ao3//. 1k! as of 13/01/2020 5k! as of 27/01/2020 wow!! 60k! as of 10/04/2020 !!! 70k! as of 13/05/2020 idk when it reached 100k and onwards but holy fucking shit--

Quando um Voldemort na casa dos trinta encontra um Harry Potter de dezessete anos que viaja no tempo, ele faz uma perigosa - e hilária - suposição. Ele assume que Harry é seu filho. E seu filho, é claro, merece o melhor. Um Harry confuso joga junto por causa da autopreservação, mas viver com seu "pai" está provando ser intolerável em mais de um sentido.

Quando a Morte me deu uma segunda chance depois de tantas mentiras e manipulações eu pensei que finalmente havia alcançado a paz. Eu havia renascido em uma família boa e amorasa, numa família de guerreiros e guerreiras que me ensinaram em gestos tão simples o que eu nunca havia tido de verdade. Denovo eu havia encontrado um motivo para lutar e seguir em frente. Não importava se eu tivesse que me sacrificar por essas pessoas, eu o faria. Mas tudo que é bom dura pouco, eu nunca esperava que Dumbledore consiguiria destruir minha vida duas vezes em universos diferentes... Mas dessa vez eu não "morreria" sem vê-lo sentir o mesmo que eu. Dumbledore pagaria pelo que me fez não importa o que eu tenha que fazer para isso acontecer... Sinopse mais ou menos mas eu garanto que se você ler não vai se arrepender 😉 Betado por @Alexander_angelly Esse história usa como referência o livro (Anotomia-Omegaverse) do @Ideusc

Verão após o quarto ano, Harry descobre que James não é exatamente o pai e Lily não é a mãe dele. Sua família recém-descoberta será capaz de ajudá-lo a se recuperar de sua infância violenta e abusiva? Ele será capaz de confiar novamente o suficiente para encontrar o amor? TRADUÇÃO: AUTOR Misteeirene