"You, Master, are now dead," Death spoke chillingly. Its bony fingers free of flesh slid down its scythe. Its hood ducked itself down, almost to show a sign of reverence. "The ritual is now completed. I am, most definitely, at your service, Master." The young man with raven hair and green eyes wasn't too pleased with Death. Before it said anything else, he carefully studied his surroundings. The way to the other life looked nothing like it had when he'd first died. Unlike the fist time, he stood outside Godric's Hollow, but the place was deserted and pitched black. It was so dark, Death easily blended in; the green glowing stone in its scythe was the only thing that alerted Harry of its presence. "Why did I not see you when I first died?" He demanded, anger from his previous life still lingering on. Death raised a bony finger. "You were not ready for me to reveal myself just yet. Your soul was too pure to be corrupt just yet; first you needed to complete cycle when it came to being my master." "And what is the cycle?" "One must use the cloak to hide from the danger. Resist the temptations of the resurrection stone. Master the wand made from the wood of the Elder tree and kill with it. One needs to corrupt their soul by taking a life." Death left some lingering silence, wanting for its new master to take in the newfound information before asking, "what do you wish of me, Master," even though it knew what was going on in Harry's mind. "You do not have to move on, I can grant what you desire." "You can grant me my family?" Death's hood tilted itself, making it seem as if it had ducked its head. Its bony fingers lightly tapped its scythe, making the sound of bone and metal echo in Harry's ears. "Undoubtedly," it confirmed. "If you wish to pay the price." "Do it."

The sequel to The Prince Of Darkness (A Nico di Angelo/ Harry Potter Crossover). It's been 6 months since Nico's unplanned visit to London, and he certainly wasn't planning on going back any time soon. But the Fates just love to mess with him. When he shadow travels to no-where-in-particular, he has a run in with a certain Golden Trio again... DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters in this story. Any characters or settings from Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Heroes of Olympus belong to Rick Riordan and any characters or settings from Harry Potter belong to J.K Rowling.

Another year, Nico is once again being forced to attend the school of Hogwarts. It's a casual year if you ignore the monsters, demigods, gods, wizards, and mortals. Another War has begun, except this time the Lord has risen again. Hector Potdealer, Rasin Waddle, and Hermes Grande are on their last year at Hogwarts. With the demigods back at Hogwarts they have a new task at hand. The Golden Trio are out looking for Horcruxes as the Demigods once again teach wizards how to defend themselves. Another war, another year for the Halfbloods, but this is nothing but a nightmare to the Wizards and Witches of Hogwarts. Hector Potdealer - Harry Potter Hermes Grade - Hermione Grande Rasin Waddle - Ronald Weasely "My love for you will never disappear even if my soul does. Time will remember the way I felt about you." - chapter 27

Hi, I'm Nico di Angelo. On the outside I may look calm and maybe a little depressed, but on the inside I'm freaking out. Want to take a look? WHY?! The second Giant war literally just ended. Okay fine, it ended about six months ago, but still! Now I'm expected to go to another continent to protect a bunch of kids because they are competing in a magic tournament. Great. Oh, and on top of all that, my partner just so happens to be the one and only Will Solace. Yup. That's the inside of my head. Don't judge.

Its a Snarry fic... I'm sorry this is a REALLY bad description.... My first fanfic so, I don't know if this will be any good to any of you guys out there reading this... Please read. (A/N:This is in Harrys 6th year.) DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ITS CHARACTERS, IF I DID, IT WOULDN'T BE THE WAY IT IS. EVERYTHING BELONGS TO J.K. Rowling. ❗️mentions of self harm and depression❗️

After the Battle of the Prophecy, Harry is sent (by Dumbledore) to spend the rest of his summer with one greasy dungeon bat and a certain little ferret. But there's always more to people than you know, whether they're a gallant Gryffindor or a sneaky Slytherin. I'm really bad at summaries, I'm sorry- it's basically Harry, Draco and Snape in one place for a month. Shit goes down. Voldytort is partying too much. Everyone's being a little evasive about... life. I'm currently dying under work and preparing for uni applications so updates will be sparse and intermittent. ⚠️wArNiNg:⚠️ - mentions of abuse, self-harm and suicide - mild use of language - descriptions of torture - character deaths/ deaths of unnamed characters NOT RELATED TO ANOTHER CHANCE AT CHILDHOOD ‼️dIsClAiMeR:‼️ Daniel Radcliffe wrote Harry Potter. I am not Daniel Radcliffe. (yes, I do know JK Rowling actually wrote the books but let me dream) STARTED: 01/07/20 FINISHED: WORDS: 95,585 (and counting)

"Things are really great they way they are at the moment, and I don't want to do anything to mess it up," Severus said slowly. He kept his head steady, eyes fixed out at a star low on the horizon. Severus refused to look at James. He needed to get this off his chest and it would be impossible to do so if that penetrating gaze was fixated on him. He'd only recognised his new feelings for what they were about a week ago; an infatuation. He never considered the possibility that he could be attracted to men, but it seems like James might be the exception. Or maybe, he was the rule. It was still too soon for Severus to tell. "But sometimes, a thing just feels so right, you know?" Severus finished. James didn't say anything. They both just kept looking straight out across the Great Lake. OR After Severus Snape and James Potter find themselves stuck in an awkward detention together, an unlikely friendship forms. As their newfound friendship develops, James discovers something new about himself while Severus tries to fight his growing attraction to the Gryffindor boy.

Golden boy, Lion boy; Tell me what it's like to conquer. Fearless child, Broken boy; Tell me what it's like to burn. (...) In which a very nosy James Potter notices that every weekend, when everyone falls asleep, Regulus Black sneaks into an abandoned fifth-floor classroom, and he can't help but try to find out what the little Black is up to.

It's your 3rd year at Hogwarts, and things aren't really good on your end. Your depression has been getting worse lately, and you're starting to feel hopeless. But what if there's a certain professor that takes notice of your behaviour? (Side note- this will be a Platonic Professor Lupin x Reader, so Remus will not be the main love interest, but will be one of the main characters to the story. The love interest will be figured out along the way and additional tags will be added.) Warnings: yeah, this will have heavy topics!!! Such as depression, self-harm, suicide/suicidal thoughts, and abuse!! If you can't handle these topics, please read with caution!!!

As a child, Harry knew he wasn't normal, and that no one would love him for it. He knew what he had to do. So, he become what they wanted him to be. He became: the doll the Dursley's needed the champion the wizards needed And the boy that everyone wanted him to be. But that might all change. Harrymort or Tomarry Warnings: - Mentions of DID (dissociative identify disorder) - Past abuse (I'll try to keep it to a minimun) - I think that's it, but if there is something I missed, list in comments I accept criticism with my grammar, cause I'm trash at it, and information because it's been while since I've been in the fandom. I know enough to get me through, but if miss inform something, shout it out. Updates will be, painstakingly, slow if you already know this. I apologize. I not very good at being consistent with writing, but I'll do better. Now my knowledge in metal disorders or illnesses are a bit rusty so I'm sorry if make any mistakes. For those that already this, sorry taking so long I'm adding this part in.