Hecate potter is Harry potter older sister who is in her fifth year and Harry is in his second year of Hogwarts what happens when strange stuff happens 2 - 7 Voldemort is obssessed with harry potter sister

Seri Potter is Harry Potters little sister who doesn't like her older brother very much as he seems to get all the attention and fame. Soon she finds someone who gives her attention but is it the kind of attention she wants or needs

Chamille Rhodes has had it rough, and nothing will ever be the same again once she's gotten her letter from Hogwarts. From meeting Tom Marvolo Riddle in their first year to falling completely in love with him in their seventh, learning to deal with her faults and his and finding out what true pain and heartbreak really feels like, she rides the hell out of the roller coaster of life. [Okay, seriously my last 'description' was so inaccurate, and this isn't much better. if you have a better one, send it my way.]

A deathly kiss? But there's no such thing as a kiss of death i have only heard of a dementors kiss [warning language violence self harm is included in this story read at your own risk]

Alice Dippet was never the type of girl that would easily fall into the trap of 'love'. Although after meeting Tom Riddle and being friends with him for quite some time her feelings start to change. Oh yes, he will hurt her. But she couldn't care less. This story takes place in the 1940's when Alice and Tom are in their 6th year at Hogwarts..

"Promise me, Cindria! Please!" Tom pleaded, now gripping my arms in a vice-like a grip. "I won't, I won't promise something when I know I'm going to break that promise, Tom," I said shaking my head. I refused to comply with Tom's demands because I knew one way or another, I'd be forced to get involved in what's happening. Whatever was happening. "Fine! You leave me no choice! Nagini!" I heard Tom say, and when he uttered that familiar name, I began to tremble. "Tom...Tom! what are you doing?" I said weakly, raising my hands to his muscled biceps. "Protecting you," he replied, just as Nagini, Tom's huge snake, slithered into the room. I could feel myself becoming faint and I pressed myself into Tom for protection from the venomous creature. He wouldn't. Would he? He would. "Tom...You promised...You promised that it wouldn't come near me!" I began to panic, now trying to get away from Tom, who held me around the waist, tightly against him. "I know what I promised, Cindria, I promise Nagini won't hurt you. She'll just be outside your door, guarding you, making sure nothing happens to you in case you have any ideas," he told me, putting his hand on my cheek. "Please don't do this, you don't have to do this," I whispered, tears making their way to my eyes.

"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

【ｎｏｎ−ｖｏｌｄｅｍｏｒｔ　ａｕ】 ⇢ where voldemort does not exist and tom riddle is in the same year as (y/n) and cedric diggory. ＴＯＭ　ＭＡＲＶＯＬＯ　ＲＩＤＤＬＥ ☛ mysterious and quiet, seemingly lurking in the shadows waiting for an opportunity to strike, observant and patient. dangerous. ❝dangerous? oh no. tom is anything but dangerous. he's just awfully awkward at making friends, really.❞ ー　ｈａｒｒｙ　ｐｏｔｔｅｒ × × × × × 《ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ》 For the five years he's been at Hogwarts, Tom had never really been interested in romance. Boys and girls alike practically threw themselves at him, but he never paid any attention to them. But for some reason, after those five years, he finally noticed a girl - a sweet Hufflepuff girl who seemed to be different than the others. Asking his one and only friend Harry for help, he tries to get closer to this (Y/n). ｎｏｔｅｓ - Tom is in fifth year, Harry is in third year - Both can speak Parseltongue - (Y/n) is in fifth year, Hufflepuff - Tom has a collection of lost ties/robes/scarves from other houses - Tom is a prefect

Growing up meant realizing the imperfections of the world. The darkness that took forms in pure evil- or a mere boy. She was a simple Hufflepuff with a strong ancestry. He was the Heir of Slytherin, whom could have no love yet would still make her his. But what if losing her was the reason Tom Riddle lost himself...

"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.