This is a Harry Potter fanfiction story. Salazar Slytherin has finally enough. He cannot watch the downfall of the wizard kind lead by Albus Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort any longer. So he decides it is time to intervene. Nevertheless, how is he supposed to change things, when people do not even know he is alive? Moreover, what is his connection to the Boy-Who-Lived? Book 1 deals with how Salazar searches and finds Harry Potter as well as everything else that happens before Harry gets his Hogwarts letter. --- This story contains implied abuse and the aftermath of it. Morally grey Harry Potter Salazar Slytherin raises Harry Potter Evil Dumbledore Pairings: Salazar Slytherin/OC Sirius Black/OC Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to it.

Harry died at the age of 157. After he had killed voldemort he was thrown away from everyone he thought loved him. They had betrayed him after the hard work was done. he had been cast away to forever rot in Azkaban until he died. He had turned quiet through those long years. planning. seething. waiting for his time of revenge. he spent his time locked up seeking knowledge from the depths of his magic. traveling the world in a lasting coma, where he was not awake nor asleep. when he was 150 he escaped Azkaban and tracked down each and every one of the people who betrayed him. he killed them all, with no mercy. But he didn't just kill them and be done, oh no no no, he tortured them. made them watch there loved ones die. made them go to the point of insanity. and he loved every single second that he watched them suffer at the tips of his fingers. when he went to kill Dumbledore who had never died before but faked his death, he was killed in a ambush. still out for his blood he was helped by a family friend who we know as death. Harry was sent back to 1934 where he was know as 5 year old mute Hadrian Peverell. a orphan in wools orphanage and the beauty of the orphanage. he ends up being roomed with Tom Marvolo Riddle but with his now wise 157, well now 162 year old mind he was ready for anything. including excepting his soul mate and helping him. as Dumbledore always said. For the greater good.

Nobody was necessarily destined for evil. In young Albus Dumbledore's eyes, evil was but a label for a past of mistreatment and a future of poor decisions. But when he set his gaze on Tom Marvolo Riddle, he could've sworn something sinister lurked behind his ice blue eyes. It shifted into a darkness he had never encountered before. Dumbledore was rightfully cautious when approaching another girl from Wool's Orphanage. He swore to himself he wouldn't make the same mistake twice, but he later found out he needn't be worried at all. Unfortunately, he took a long time to realize this. Longer than he would care to admit. Lucille was brought to Wool's Orphanage with no last name, and that wasn't even the strangest part about her. She seemed to know things that nobody had told her, and she'd send a grown wizard fleeing in the opposite direction with an arch of her eyebrow. There was a similar power beyond her eyes, and it took a long time for people to understand whether it was light or dark. Her tale was one no other's could compare to. Not even the bravest of Gryffindors would hope to venture down the path of a twisted, little, huffily puffily girl. [Started Feb, 2017] ***for any new readers, I'm warning you now if you wanna read through for the first time without spoilers, stay out of the comments. Especially during year two which has a mystery element! You've been warned!***

❝ 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. ❞ -𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘚𝘭𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯 ↳ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗩𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗚𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗰'𝘀 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄.. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩.

[Book One: Brotherhood Series] There was no mystery to Milo Fleamont Potter, even if he was not the Boy-Who-Lived. He was the boy-who-survived. He was the boy that lost his parents and in many ways, lost his brother the same night that Voldemort attacked the Potter household. He was not graced with a scar, he did not bore a striking resemblance to his parents, but he held their stride and their attitude, even at a young age. A prophecy was not thrust upon him, but he had his own destiny to fulfill. [Cover by -voidlegends ]

His angel. His heart. The only thing the great Tom Riddle would ever love, that's what they called her. His daughter. She was his everything and he was more than protective over her. Growing up with death eaters as uncles, the dark lord as a father and a giant snake as a surrogate mother, her life was perfect, as far as she was concerned. It was clear...Hogwarts would be an adventure for itself. Especially with half of Hogwarts intrigued by her. --In the lands of death and monsters...she was the only angel-- #I changed the timeline and a few other things. Explanation: First chapter# *I don't own Harry Potter (duh)*

She was different, he was different. She was the perfect girl, he was the perfect boy. There was just one big difference; She lived in the past, and he lived in the future. The past was tormenting her, the future made him yearn for more and more power. How can it be that a normal girl took his attention? One answer: she definitely wasn't normal. The beautiful Loella Wilson was far from normal.

"Tell me THE TRUTH!" Valentine Dumbledore is back for another year at Hogwarts. However, everything is closing in on her with epic speed. The shadows of a war are catching up to her and the words of the prophecy are suffocating her. Dwelling on the past is utter agony when one can see the future. Past demons are running after her and the lies told before will do anything to be brought to light. "Lie to me then." No one is safe. No one is sound. Everyone will die and death will be bound. "I don't love you. Not at all. Not even a little bit. I feel nothing for you." Someone wants her dead. Someone wants to stop her from upholding the words of the prophecy. Someone.... Someone wants Voldemort to come to power. "LISTEN TO ME! SOMEONE!" "No one's listening. No one's coming. No one's wondering where you are. No one gives a shite." With Tom Riddle getting closer and closer to becoming Lord Voldemort, Valentine wants nothing more than to hide huddled under a blanket and watch the world drown. She was drowning every day, why not give the world a taste of its own medicine. "HELP ME! SOMEONE HELP!" Tom Riddle is her undoing. Tom Riddle is the man she loves. Voldemort killed her parents. Voldemort killed her sister. "YOU MADE ME LIKE THIS! YOU! YOU DISGUSTING, FILTHY GIRL!" "I didn't do anything to you!" "You did everything and nothing." She's all alone. She's depressed. She's weak. She's broken. .... She's demonic. "Harry, Moma loves you. Dada loves you..... Harry be safe..... Be strong." "I'll never love you." Book 2 in the Demonic Series.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!" "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing. An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul? "𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from