Cursedchild Stories

Harry Potter Derivative Universe (DU) What is Time? Some would say it is the flow that drives life, others that it is the simple product of interactions between fundamental forces, others that it is an illusion created by humans to give meaning to their lives, but others would say, perhaps rightly so, just like Love and Will, it is an inexorable source of magic, and a gift for those who live! In this story we will dive into a world that, well, made its choices, and whether good or bad, they led to an unfolding of events, unexpected, to say the least. Old acquaintances revisited, new acquaintances discovered, different points of view on the same story we love so much, all of this we will find in this series of tales presented to us, where we will watch with admiration, and with a certain dread, a magical ballet of forces beyond our human understanding; where we will learn that, even if something is wonderful, it can also be powerful, and equally dangerous. Therefore, I invite you, ladies and gentlemen, to board this train towards the unknown, in terms, perhaps, well known to some. Different stories are always exciting, aren't they? After all, what would life be without a little adventure and mystery? Legal Notices: Work made by a fan for fans, with no profitable purposes. All previously established characters and concepts belong to their authors. Derivative Universe (DU), therefore characters from it are not official, some only based on them; where this work does not influence official characters, the canon, or any part of the universe previously established by J.K. Rowling in her series of books, websites, and games. All rights reserved to the authors. Note: I am not a native English speaker, although I can read the language well, which is why this text was translated with the help of websites and software. I have revised it, but I apologize for any errors that may have slipped through, or any somewhat confusing idiomatic expressions. I tried to revise it as b

(popular albus x nerd scorpius) it's not scorpius's fault he's in love with albus potter. who isn't? as for albus, well, he's just trying to figure out why he's so enamoured by the quiet, slightly anxious nerd he was partnered with in potions class. based on a request i got on tumblr :)

The world was fraying at the edges, the sky over Hogwarts a bruised, sickly violet that spoke of an ending long prophesied. Albus stood in the center of the Great Hall, his boots crunching on stone dust and the scattered remnants of a life he once recognized. The air hummed with the sickening vibration of the Nexus Stone, a rhythmic, pulsing thrum that felt like the heartbeat of a dying god. Maltherion was no longer a shadow; he was an inevitability, a god-king carved from the bones of ancient dynasties, his power a crushing weight that turned the very oxygen to ash. The halls were silent, stripped of the vibrant chatter of students. Even the portraits, those once-loquacious guardians, were blank, their paint flaking away like dead skin. Albus gripped the Arunyaka bow, his knuckles white, the wood biting into his palm with a cold, sentient hunger. Beside him, the others-the ones who remembered what it was to be free-stood as ghosts in their own home. They were the last line, a fraying tapestry of ambition and blood, waiting for a signal that might never come. Above them, the ceiling cracked, obsidian fissures spreading through the enchanted sky. Every ticking second was a nail in the coffin of their reality. He closed his eyes, shielding his mind from the creeping despair that emanated from the dark throne now occupying the North Tower. Somewhere out there, the truth of the world lay buried in ruins, unreachable and fading. He didn't know if they would survive the next hour, let alone the war. The Scepters remained cold, dormant relics, and the shadow was lengthening, eager to swallow the last spark of light. Albus exhaled, a ragged, hitching sound, and opened his eyes. The hunt for the end of the world had begun.

After a devastating attack at the 2019 Quidditch World Cup Final by former Death Eaters, the International Confederation of Wizards votes to end the Statute of Secrecy and reveal the existence of magic to the non-magical world. Is peaceful coexistence possible? Or will war break out between wizards and Muggles? Crossposted on ao3

SLYTHERIN!" ​The word didn't just ring out; it shattered the room. ​The silence that followed was absolute, terrifying, and profound. It wasn't the silence of polite attention; it was the sudden, suffocating vacuum of a thousand stunned lungs holding their breath. The enchanted candles seemed to dim, and the sprawling chatter of the Gryffindor table evaporated as if someone had pulled a plug on the entire room.

The autumn air over the Quidditch pitch was crisp, smelling faintly of pine and the ozone of high-altitude charms. Above, the sky was a bruised plum, but the stadium was a kaleidoscope of vibrant house colors. All four houses cheered as one, a rare, unified roar that echoed against the crags of the surrounding mountains. Albus Potter banked his broom, his Slytherin robes snapping in the wind. For once, the weight of his legacy felt like a shadow he had outrun. He felt the familiar, rhythmic hum of the wind, the competitive adrenaline, and the joy of a school finally breathing easy. Below him, a Hufflepuff Beater-a boy with a bright, easy grin-was winding up for a massive swing, his bat poised to intercept a rogue Bludger. It happened in the blink of an eye, yet it felt like a lifetime in slow motion. The Beater's swing stopped dead. The golden sunlight hitting his face didn't warm it; it began to leach the color away, turning skin to dull, porous grey. The grin was erased, pulled taut into a mask of sudden, cold finality. The sound was the worst part-not a scream, but the sickening, wet crack of muscle turning to granite. The bat slipped from his fingers, clattering against the bleachers like a tombstone hitting pavement. The boy didn't fall as a person; he tilted backward, stiff and heavy as a slab of mountain rock. He struck the grass with a deafening, hollow thud that silenced the entire stadium. Then, the cheering died. The wind seemed to stop. Albus hovered, his heart hammering against his ribs, watching the pitch turn into a gallery of silence. The boy lay on the turf, a perfectly carved monument of terror, his eyes wide, fixed on a sky that no longer held any magic for him. The match was over. The nightmare had begun.

𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃 | ❝ 𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍. ❞ i hate and i love. why i do this, perhaps you ask. i know not, but i feel it happening and i am tortured. -catallus 85 or, in which lucy and james just worked better as a separate deal, but SOMETHING (stars? greater forces? quidditch? ghosts?) keeps intertwining their paths. [ james sirius potter, harry potter next generation ] [ originally est. 2015 brought back in 2024. ]

Teddy Lupin had a bad start in life; orphaned by one month old and raised by his grandma andromeda. Now 16 life is great; a beautiful girlfriend a make shift family and he's now a prefect. He is also an metamorphorphus , a person able to change their appearance. But can a person who can look like whoever they want find out who they really are?

This story is based on the book: the cursed child by J.K. Rowling. On TikTok we started a # to visualise how we'd see the alternative universe where Voldermort wins. This is that story! Would you rather watch the movie? # theaugurey and/ or @ the.augurey on TikTok!

Our heroes return to Hogwarts for what's certain to be an eventful sixth year. Their fifth year tied up all loose ends in a nice little bow, leaving Albus and his friends ready for a fresh new start... or so they think. At Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, nothing is ever as it seems. Delphi is still on the run, and the threat she poses to Hogwarts students looms. However, this school year promises to be exciting: a grand and familiar event is being hosted at Hogwarts, with a twist, bringing more new faces than ever before to the castle grounds. Drama is certain to stir, trouble is undoubtedly in store, and could there be some betrayal, heartbreak, longing and confusion in the mix there as well? Only Merlin knows. Also, in the summary for my last book I mentioned the only story I could find that was based on the cursed child and actually took the events in the cursed child into account. I have found another one. Please read "A Harry Potter next gen fanfiction" by Potter_fan_girl. It is super awesome and you should totally check it out!

Set after the events of harry potter and the cursed child

Albus' first night in his new home doesn't go as planned.

In 1982, the quiet village of Odumagwu believed they were worshipping God in a church called Sanctuary. The villagers came every week seeking miracles, healing, and blessings-never knowing that something darker listened to their prayers. The priest, Mr. Fredrick, was once an innocent man who had lost everything. After being banished from his homeland and watching his family burn to death, he arrived in Odumagwu searching for peace. Instead, he found love in a mysterious woman named Adrelin-a woman whose beauty hid a terrifying secret. Their marriage seemed like a miracle, until the night their child was born. That night revealed a truth darker than death itself. Their daughter, Jazebel, was not an ordinary child. She carried the blood of something ancient and monstrous. To keep her alive, Mr. Fredrick was forced into a life of darkness-luring innocent people to the church he once called holy. But secrets never stay hidden forever. When the villagers finally uncover the horror beneath the Sanctuary, a deadly hunt begins. Fire, blood, and fear will change Odumagwu forever. Some curses never die. And some children... should never have been born.

The Potters' are about to have one hell of a Christmas when Draco and Scorpius join the Weasleys' and Potters' (and teddy- can't forget teddy) resulting in a colour changing charm (courtesy of the [very] tipsy Hermione), one too many drinks being passed around resulting in a shit load of drunk confessions, secrets and explanations on the Adults side. Plus The two Slyhterins, Scorpius and Albus, sneaking off with a bottle of white wine and too many confusing feelings.

A long one shot set on their 5th year at Hogwarts, very gay and filled with fluff Albus Potter was helplessly blind. This was the only possible explanation, for he failed to notice he was in love with his very own best friend. He had only realized it on the summer before their 5th year, but somehow he was managing to keep it a secret through the whole year or that was it until the fatidic day happened. (originally posted on Ao3)

Two girls, chasing their dreams, find themselves caught in a web of secrets tied to a forbidden past. But as their bond is tested by time, love, and betrayal, the unshakable friendship they once shared begins to crumble. "I love you! Because of you, I laughed a little harder, cried a little less, and smiled a little more." "I love you too! I just want you-your flaws, mistakes, smiles, and everything about you." But the love that once brought them together begins to fade. "You're not the same Bella. You're not the Bella I loved." "That's nonsense! I'm the same Bella you always loved! What's gotten into you?" "I know my Bella. I could recognize her by the freckle on her skin. But you're not her." Heartbreak sets in: "Don't you love me anymore?" she asks, as tears streak her face. But trust has been shattered. Tempers flare, and dark truths emerge: "Say it once again?" "I HATE YOU, LILY! I hate every single damn action you take! You think you're a leader? You're just a loser. All this mess is because of you! Why didn't you die that night instead of them?" As the tension escalates, a new conflict arises: "Harry just asked me out for the college prom," Lily says. "Then say no. It's simple," Bella snaps. "What's wrong with you, Bella? I like him, and I'm saying yes!" "There you go again, deciding things by yourself. Just like that night when you acted on your own and called a cursed child." With love on one side and loyalty on the other, Lily must navigate heartbreak, misunderstandings, and regret. Meanwhile, the mystery of their shared past looms larger, threatening to unravel everything. Can their friendship survive the trials of love, loss, and betrayal? Will the truth set them free-or destroy them completely?