"Oh my love," Voldemort sighed. "Aren't you tired of this endless running? You don't look well. All this writhing in the dust like a hunted animal doesn't suit you." Harry struggled against the binds keeping him in place, his breaths coming out in sharps pants as he twisted away from his touch. He's a monster, he reminded himself, forcing himself not to think about how gentle he could be with him. How much he missed his touch. You need to run from him, run far, far away. You are in the middle of a war! "I'm tired of chasing," Voldemort continued, stepping closer to Harry's struggling form. "Of indulging this little game of yours. Let's stop pretending there's anywhere you could run where I would not find you." He paused in front of Harry and knelt down, a hand reaching out to caress his cheek possessively. "Let's stop pretending you want to be anywhere but my arms, hmm?" "Go to hell!" Harry spits, jerking away from his touch. "I'm not yours!" "And that, my love, is where you're wrong," Voldemort said with a crazed smirk. "Nothing, not even death, could keep me from you. You always have and always will belong to me!" |.-.-.-.-.-.-.-| Voldemort had finally won. He defeated the light and gained control over Magical Britain, and in the process, he had lost everything. As he remembers how he met, fell in love with, and ultimately lost Harry Potter, he realizes that in his greed, Voldemort had ruined everything that ever mattered to him. But when new information comes to light, it's a race against time to bring Harry Potter back from the dead and reconcile their relationship or risk losing the love of his life forever... ...Even if it means getting help from what's left of the Golden Trio.

In June of 1980, Voldemort successfully took control of the Magical Ministry. For eleven years, Magical Britain was finally at peace, with only a few rebels fighting against the New Ministry. Voldemort stepped out of the limelight after the end of the war, choosing instead to focus on something important: His son. A four-year-old Inferius who goes by the name 'Little One' and is completely adored by everyone who meets him. But Little One holds a lot of mysteries. Who is he? How did he die? But most pressing, what is his relationship to the Dark Lord? Everything is fine, of course, until the Order decides to take Little One away from a very protective and possessive Dark Lord. And somehow, that is the least of the Dark Lord's problems. Add one clingy, annoying Death and one all-seeing, secretive Fate and you might just have a story! Follow Voldemort as he struggles through protecting his child, fighting off a very persistent Death, running an entire country, and for Merlin's saKE CAN HE PLEASE BEAT FATE AT ONE BLOODY GAME OF CHESS????? AKA: The Voldemort adopts an Inferius Harry fic that no one asked for, but surprise, it exists! [Very OOC and not a Tomarry/Harrymort. Recently changed summary, same story!]

Marauder memes and headcanons that will make you laugh and cry at the same time, enjoyyy :) I own nothing.

Harry Potter Fanfic. Avery Dursley has just finished her second year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and successfully kept her "freakish" abilities and life from her step-father Vernon and half brother Dudley, and her little cousin Harry Potter. Of course, now it's time for Harry to begin at Hogwarts, but she knew that... She just didn't expect her little brother to be a wizard too....

What happens if Harry is so broken after Sirius's death that he gets whisked away to the Marauders era? What if Dumbledore is not as good as looks like?

Severus Snape becomes an unregistered Animagus. His form? A black cat. What happens when one day, he's injured on Privet Drive? What happens when Harry finds him? WARNING: WILL CONTAIN ABUSE. NOTE: THIS STARTS DURING THE SUMMER BEFORE HARRY'S FIFTH YEAR. HARRY IS FIFTEEN.

You all know the original tale. Well I'm introducing a twist;) It's September first and Harry Potter, age 11, stands alone amongst a crowd of unfamiliar faces at kings cross train station. Then, amidst all the other bustling people and their rattling trolleys Harry spots him. The boy from the robe shop, along with a couple who must be his parents. They give off an aura of wealth and power. The boy had not been very modest in Diagon Alley, in fact he'd been quite rude, but at this point Harry didn't care. Fighting not to lose sight of the pale faced boy Harry rushed to meet them. "Pardon me but could you show me to platform 9 and 3/4?" -x- Essentially a 'what if' Harry had met the Malfoy's opposed to the Weasley's. A friends to lovers fanfiction (slowburn)

Harry was a quiet boy, he never had to be told something twice and was always polite and obedient. His parents loved him and his brother until one night, Voldemort and Dumbledore both made a mistake. Voldemort tried coming after a boy too powerful while Dumbledore claimed Harry's brother something he wasn't. What did he claim his brother you ask? He claimed him The Boy Who Lived which only led to his downfall... DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER! IF THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH WHAT I WRITE THEN PLEASE TELL ME SO I CAN FIX IT. NONE OF THE ART THAT I UPLOAD IS MINE.

If Harry's baby brother, Daniel, is the Boy-Who-lived, then what of Harry? What is his role? Is he destined for greater? Or, is he to play a much bigger role in the future? Follow Canon's plot, with much bigger AU's plot as the story progresses. i own nothing j.k.rowling owns hp and Bluezz-17 on ff.net owns this book

Once the Dark Lord had heard about the Prophecy, he knew what he had to do. He went to Godric's Hollow to kidnap Harry Potter and make him his son so the boy would trust him and be on his side. The boy that was destined to be as powerful as him would be helping the Dark Lord. Full Summary Inside. Dark!Harry Powerful!Harry Dark Prince.