Harry returns to the Dursleys after his second year but decides to make changes to be treated better. Taking inspiration from his experience with Diary Tom Riddle, he even decides to call himself the Heir of Slytherin to his cousin, hoping to scare him even more. Of course, it's only a matter of time before Harry is caught casually using the title Heir of Slytherin... by non-other than Marvolo Gaunt. (aka Tom Marvolo Riddle)

Voldemort didn't just give Harry some of his powers that night. He gave him all his memories. With them, his allies,and his friends Harry shall change the Wizarding World like no one ever before. This book does not belong to me it belongs to Blueowl on FanFiction.net. If asked by Blueowl I will take this story down. If that happens and you are reading this story you can find it again on FanFiction.net.

(Aka the Tomalongadingdong™ fic) It was a normal day for Harry. He woke up, made breakfast for his relatives, ate some leftovers, and went out to do the chores set for him. Then it all changed when he accidentally disturbed a snake in the grass. Please do not message me about translations. I'm not accepting them.

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--

After 25 years in the Immortal World, Harry returns to his fifth year at Hogwarts a different person. A different species altogether. Realising that his new vampire status would render him without any rights or allies, Harry decides he should scope out the other side. The Dark side. Harry visits Voldemort, who is in the form of his younger and more handsome self. Harry enters into a magical contract with the Dark Lord, unable to stop his lust for Tom's magic and his determination to get magical creatures rights one way or the other. How will Harry's new status affect the future that should have been? How will those 25 years away have changed him as a person? Who will accept him? And who will reject him? Will the Dark Lord be as bad as Harry remembered him being? This fanfiction takes place during the Order of the Phoenix. It is bxb. Slash. Guy on Guy. Tomarry. Tom and Harry. Voldemort and Harry. Please don't read if that offends your delicate sensibilities. I'm not sure how "Mature" this fanfic is so I'm leaving it not mature for now. Just tell me if you think it should be.

He had never expected this to happen. In actual fact, he didn't know what was going to happen, but this had never crossed his mind. But fate did so like to play with her favourite person! When Sirius died, Harry went of the rails, he got himself involved with with the enemy and now he has to face the consequences. But maybe, in the end, it's not as bad as it seems!MPREG TMR/HP Disclaimer - This is not my story, it was originally posted on Ao3 by jessikaa15.

What happens when Voldemort discovers he has another horcrux he doesn't know about-and that its vessel is hurting itself to feel emotion again? Why, send him a magical journal so they can talk, of course. After all, everyone needs an ally. Warnings: abuse rape Tomarry SLASH TMR/HP TR/HP LV/HP Sub/Dom Sub!harry Dom!Tom Now COMPLETE!

Voldemort had been relaxing since his return, no need to rouse the suspicions of the masses, potter had been unusually quiet about his resurrection, and the death eaters were slowly taking the ministry one place at a time. But things were about to get a whole lot busier for all the weirdest reasons... The plot and tags will change as i do

"I'm sick of being the 'Golden Boy', the 'Savior'! I just want it all to end," I scream to no one in particular. It was another Summer at Privet Drive and I don't think I can take another moment of it. I sit up from my spot in the garden and wonder what would've happened if I join Voldemort in First Year? With a swoosh of a cape, a cold an erie voice whispers, "The offer is still on, Potter." I jump up, wand ready in my hand. Voldemort takes a step closer, revealing himself, holding out his hand. "What would I get if I join you?" "Power..." *cover art by me*