Harry James Potter has a brother named, Jacob Lilly Potter who is declared Boy-who-lived after that fateful Halloween night. But what happens when Dumbledore makes a deadly mistake?

"..Why is he looking at me like that?" Asked Draco, his voice hoarse after being slammed into the damn wall. He'd deal with Granger later. Snape turned around, realising that Potter was, indeed, staring longingly at Draco. Snape let go of his collar, watching as Potter stared at Draco, biting his lip. Literally. Potter had only ever stared at him like that in his imagination. Draco looked from between Snape and Potter, a horrified expression on his face. "Mate?" Asked Weasley, trying to walk closer to Potter, obviously taken aback at his odd behavior. Potter not taking his eyes of Draco, spoke; "Why do I have to fight the urge to fucking kiss Malfoy right now?" Warnings: Mature content. Cursing. Violence. Top; Draco Bottom; Harry

A smile twisted onto his lips. "Oh but darling brother....you expect me to be so merciful..." On that fateful night of Halloween, Dumbledore makes a fatal mistake; the wrong boy-who-lived is named. Soon after, Harry James Potter was thrown in Azkaban for no authentic reason at the age of 7. He happens to be incarcerated in the same prison cell as Bellatrix, Rodophlus, and Rabastan Lestrange. It's across from his godfather, Sirius Black, who often accesses the Lestrange's cell via his animagus form. When he is eleven years old, a single lonely brown owl shivers as it passes through the Azkaban wards. It is delivering a letter to one Harry J. Potter in Cell 777. Harry, who was trained and taught beforehand by Black and the Lestranges, recieves the letter with unsuppressed glee. He will have his revenge.

Harry has lived a long and fulfilling life as a wizard, and he is ready to pass on when his time comes. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, Harry was happy with the way things turned... That is, until, he finds out the truth and gains his strange...inheritance. With a little help from Death, Fate, Time, Life, and even Lady Hecate herself, he's able to fix the wrongdoings of his past. Maybe even find new friends and family. Who knows? For Harry, luck is all he needs. -- This is a Harry Potter fanfiction that contains slash between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle/Voldemort. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER RELATED, NOR AM I CLAIMING TO! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!

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Draco and cedric. Smut ofc 😏🤝

Môj prvý Drarry príbeh dúfam že sa vám bude páčiť.

Wolfstar short stories, kinda smutty at times... that's pretty much it. This is my first time so if you have any criticism or ideas that you think could improve these please feel free to tell me. Hope you enjoy :) (Also not my artwork for the cover btw, however I did edit it and add text and such. :))

It's Harry's 4th year at Hogwarts and his name has just come out of the Goblet of Fire. Everyone has abandoned him and he feels utterly alone. Through an accident Harry and the piece of Voldemort's soul that resides inside him begin to interact and Harry slowly begins to change. He becomes stronger and more aware, and slowly grows aware of a more sinister course of events that has perpetuated his entire life. Book 1 Disclaimer - This story does not belong to me, it can be found on fanfiction.com and adult-fanfiction by Athey.

Harry looked at the being in front of him in disbelief, a trembling hand reaching out to poke where eye-sockets should be. "That's quite a rude thing to do, Master." Harry started screaming, quickly retracting his hand and scrambling to run away. Death sighed and face-palmed, walking after his idiot Master. "Get back here, Master." "Nevah!" ¤¤¤¤¤ Status: On-going Highest Rankings: #22 in ww2 #5 in mod #4 in 1940s #200 in timetravel #66 in professor #482 in tomriddle #122 in hp #8 in grindlewald #37 in deathlyhallows #92 in deatheaters #56 in tomriddlelovestory #147 in tomarry #72 in harrymort #71 in masterofdeath #24 in harrypotter #292 in hogwartsschoolofwitchcraftandwizardry #