She arrived in his world by accident-or so they both believed. A fall through flame, a twist of fate, a girl who doesn't belong. Yet from the first moment they meet, something feels wrong in all the right ways. What begins as happenstance becomes a haunting familiarity. Because some souls don't just meet once. They find each other-again and again-until the worlds give in. ______________________________________ ⭐️ #1 daemontargaryen ⭐️ #3 crossoverfanfiction ⭐️ #20 fredweasley ______________________________________ I do not own Harry Potter or House of the Dragon. All rights to the characters, settings, and original storylines belong to J.K. Rowling, George R.R. Martin, HBO, and their respective publishers and creators. This work is purely fan-created and made for entertainment purposes only-no copyright infringement intended.

What if Rhaenyra were sharper, colder and unflinching in her fury? What if she saw the cunning and betrayal of Otto and Alicent Hightower before anyone else.This is the story of a Rhaenyra unafraid to wield both her mind and her wrath.

​Doomed to be a casualty in the quest for a male heir, Queen Aemma is instead given a terrifying second chance. A prophetic dream shows her not only her own brutal death but the devastating future it will cause: the betrayal of her daughter Rhaenyra, a bloody civil war that will tear the realm apart, and the eventual ruin of their house. ​Awakened and refusing to be a sacrificial pawn, Aemma embraces the Targaryen fire she had long suppressed. She forges a secret alliance with the one man she can trust to be her shield, Prince Daemon, and begins to mentor Rhaenyra, not as a princess, but as a future queen. No longer a gentle Arryn, Aemma enters the game of thrones, ready to burn all her enemies to the ground to protect her daughter and break the cycle of destruction she was warned against. ​"I am not the villain in your story. I am the mother in mine." . . . . . ​"What you see as my descent into darkness is simply a mother learning to walk through fire." This is an AU of house of the dragons, with the fourteen flames, angry that the last existing family of dragons had fallen into nothing, especially with the murder of their chosen queen. So to correct the mistake, they return time, to make sure a dragon queen sat the throne, for their chosen one to be saved. They send a warning for the one who can make a difference. And who will be better than a mother...

Waking up as a female Harry Potter wasn't exactly on my 5-year plan but hey, life's full of surprises. Now I've got a lightning scar, a dark destiny, and an absurd crush on Sirius Black. My name is Acacia Nyx Potter, and if you think you know this story... think again Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, settings, or magical elements from the Harry Potter universe. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling.

You are a part of an organization that aims to rehabilitate criminals instead of punishing them. You were assigned to the daunting task of rehabilitating the rather famous criminal Zemo. Things take a turn when he suddenly escapes from prison and entices you into the trip he's going to take. Just a heads up: I'm using German in the place of Sokovian. So anytime Zemo speaks German, it's supposed to be Sokovian. Hope that doesn't make things confusing. UPDATE: Just want to say that I haven't abandoned this story! More parts are coming, I'm just taking some more time between chapters. So sorry about that. I promise that I will write this story to the end!

Aemond Targaryen dies with fire in his veins and wakes in a boy's body, whole but hollow. Lucerys is still alive. The war hasn't started. The Red Keep is a nest of ambition and rot, but this time, Aemond is watching. Calculating. In a court built on lies and grief, Aemond begins to untangle the story of who he was, and decides who he wants to become. Vengeance might have burned him once. This time, it might save him.

||Complete|| Vaelyra Velaryon was never meant to exist. The second daughter of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen, she was born with memories of another life - a life where she had seen on a TV Show some of the brutal war known as the Dance of the Dragons. Knowing the fate of Westeros, Vaelyra refuses to be a mere spectator in history. With her wit, ambition, and the advantage of foresight, she devises a daring plan: to claim the Iron Throne for herself. Her greatest ally? Aemond Targaryen, the second son of Viserys Targaryen and Alicent Hightower. A boy once mocked for not having a dragon, Aemond's destiny changed the night he claimed Vhagar, the mightiest living dragon in the realm. With Vaelyra whispering in his ear, shaping his ambitions, he becomes more than just the Greens' deadliest weapon-he becomes a king in the making. Together, they forge an alliance that will shake Westeros to its core. But as the Blacks and the Greens wage war, as betrayals and bloodshed mount, one question remains: can they outplay fate itself and seize the Iron Throne? Or will history find a way to right itself, no matter how much they fight against it? The game of dragons has begun. And this time, the board is changed.

Death did not take him. Not yet. When Severus Snape closes his eyes beneath the blood-stained floor of the Shrieking Shack, he expects the end. Instead, he wakes up decades earlier-in his sixteen-year-old body, memories intact, pain still raw. This time, there will be no Dark Mark. No slurs thrown in anger. No desperate chase for the love of a girl already slipping away. This time, Severus chooses something different. With a new wardrobe, a quieter heart, and a growing mastery of potion-making, he begins to carve a different life. One of dignity, of peace-and, perhaps, of love. Because when Regulus Black begins to take notice, Severus finds himself drawn to the one person who might understand what it means to walk the line between expectation and rebellion.

In the final moment before her destruction, Wanda Maximoff " the Scarlet Witch " is pulled into a void beyond time or form. Lost in the abyss of her guilt, a mysterious light touches her... and brings her back. Not to her world, but to another. One where magic is different. Where redemption might take shape: the world of Harry Potter. When a luminous figure " a doe " shows her the memories of a boy abandoned and mistreated by his relatives, Wanda understands her new purpose: to protect Lily Potter's son. Though she doesn't know why she was chosen, she accepts the deal. In exchange for a chance at redemption, she will care for little Harry. But Wanda is no ordinary witch. And this world is not ready for her. From the very first moment on Privet Drive, the Dursleys will feel that something has changed. With power, resolve, and growing compassion, Wanda will face a new destiny. Because this time... no one will touch the boy without facing her. After all, who better to protect the Boy Who Lived... than the Scarlet Witch herself? Author's Disclaimer: This story is loosely inspired by the initial premise of Strange Potter, a work I greatly admire and that served as a creative spark for developing this project. Although the plot, character development, and events are entirely original and distinct, I believe it's only fair to acknowledge that initial influence. Likewise, this is a non-profit fanfic that blends elements from the Marvel and Harry Potter universes, whose rights belong to their respective creators and owners (Marvel/Disney and J.K. Rowling). This work is made with respect and with the intention of paying tribute to these worlds that so many of us have enjoyed.

Raised in the infamous Addams Family, a household shrouded in mystery and darkness, Libitina had always been an anomaly. Unlike her pale-skinned, raven-haired relatives who reveled in their peculiarities, she possessed a strikingly different appearance. Her brown locks cascaded down her back, contrasting against her unusually light tan complexion. It was a constant reminder that she didn't quite belong. Her twin sister, Wednesday, had often questioned Libitina's place within the family, suspecting her of being an outsider adopted into their family. It was the accusation of attempted murder that shattered the fragile semblance of acceptance Libitina had maintained. Wednesday, with her ever-watchful eyes full of woe, claimed to have witnessed her sister hurl their infant brother, Pugsley, out of a fourth-floor window on a dark and stormy afternoon. Distraught and plagued by unrelenting post-traumatic stress, anxiety consumed Libitina's fragile mind. Branded a killer by her twin, she was condemned and deemed a threat to her own family. In a heart-wrenching decision, her parents chose to separate her from their peculiar household and confine her within the cold walls of the mental health facility. Libitina was left to rot there. But what if someone unexpectedly helped her escape those sterile walls?