Little Bella Evans always knew she was different from the worms around her, so when a Professor shows up at the orphanage looking like he'd seen a ghost and telling her she was a witch she had no problems believing it, and when she first saw Hogwarts she wasn't nearly as impressed as she probably could have been. The girl-who-lived Rosie Potter wasn't particularly helpful in that regard either, looking far too at home amongst a sea of red hair and holier than thou attitude. She'd just have to see how worth it a magical education was vs what she could learn herself. To be honest she wasn't holding onto an awful lot of hope.

He was tired of the lies and secrets kept hidden from him by those who he had wanted to trust, but knew deep within that he would never be able to, all but for a few of them. Yet those same lies and secrets were not so well hidden that he couldn't find them; much to other's detriment and plans for him. He was tired of being someone who was expected to do as he was told without question and tired of not being able to be himself. When tired of all this, backed into a corner without too many options, and an opportunity presents itself...Would you take it? Even if you know that this decision might make you out to be a villain in the eyes of many others? A choice is something we can control as we make it, but we cannot always control the outcome of what that decision does to others. How would you respond to such a decision?

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--

As a six year old Harry lay on the ground gasping for breathe, learned the truth about power. You can have strength, you can have power But there was always someone better than you. Harry could accept that, after the life he'd led but he vowed to himself that when he found a person more powerful than him and worthy of that title, they will have his utmost and undying loyalty.

Harry Potter is the Master of Death, and thus, immortal. Every couple thousand years, he'll let himself reincarnate into a new dimension. This dimension is quite similar to his first one, except he has a twin brother, and the Voldemort in this world is willing to give up everything he's worked for, as long as Harry teaches him magic. And Harry? Harry just likes annoying Voldemort with memes, vines, and Potter Puppet Pals.

Cursed against his will, Harry made the best of his life until he found himself, again, wandering in Death's realm. When Death offers him a second chance, a chance to right the wrongs he'd been blind to for too long, he can't possibly refuse. - This is not my book! However I can find the author for you if you'd like the information!✨

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.