Secrets, lies and deceit are something Harry Potter has been living with for 4 years. An unmissable opportunity arises and Harry grabs it with two hands, defecting and taking on the alias of the Dark Lords own Chaos in the graveyard 4th year. Powerful and sneaky, Harry shows he really isn't the Gryffindor savior everyone believes and the Dark Lord wants him for himself. HP/TMR. ❗Not mine! All credits go to Jessiikaa15 on fanfiction.net❗

Harry is betrayed. Harry gets a second chance to do it all over again. There is just one catch. If Harry gets to keep his memories from his previous life, so does Voldemort. Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Summary: Harry's green eyes slowly blinked open to stare blearily up at the ceiling overhead before turning his head to one side to take in the unfamiliar room in which he found himself lying on his back, lovingly tucked into a large and comfortable bed. The raven didn't have the slightest idea where he was; the last thing that he could remember was leaving the corner grocer near his house with the half-gallon of milk his mother needed in tow and setting off towards home. His head was muddled and his thoughts were confused. The bedroom door swung open with a quiet creak and a man stepped into his line of sight holding a metal breakfast tray in his large hands. Seeing him awake his handsome face broke into a kind smile, dark eyes overflowing with love. "Did you sleep well, my darling?" he purred, crossing the room towards him. "Have you any idea how much I've missed you, Harry?" found it in ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/9548936/chapters/21589478

Voldemort has succeeded into stealing the legendary Philosopher's Stone, however, not everything is how it seems. Original FanFiction located at: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11330784/1/Harry-Potter-and-the-Sympathy-of-Souls Original Writer: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2220074/MorticiaYouSpokeFrench

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.

When nine-year-old Harry Potter runs away from the Dursleys, his magic takes him to a place where he would never be found if it wasn't for a certain piece of blank parchment in the hands of Fred and George Weasley.

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--

Disclaimer this is getting re-written elsewhere! Harry Potter has always thought he had complete control of his life and knew who he was, but that isn't the case at all. His name isn't even Harry James Potter, but instead is Hadrian Marvolo Riddle, his Mother being James Riddle nee Potter, his father Tom Riddle. He always thought that he could trust Dumbledore, but when he comes into a early inheritance when turning 14, he learns the truth behind everything, no longer knowing who he can trust. Though he has to keep it all secret for his own safety, not even being able to tell his two older brothers who hadn't gone through their inheritance yet and wouldn't until they were 17, like everyone else.

AU in which Harry Potter has a twin who was the boy who lived. -- A story in which extreme neglect causes the deaths of thousands of people.

This doesn't need a description. You know exactly why you're here and what you're wanting to see. I don't plan to disappoint. There might be few headcanons laced between chapters, because why not. Probably won't include angst because, whenever I have to read it, my emotions hurt. This was basically started because I haven't got the patience or motivation to write a full story. *humour is both amateur and immature * slow updates (not even just a potential at this point) ( actually just so slow that I'm gonna call it on hiatus)