Harrypotterfanfic hikaye

Esther wakes up to find herself transported into the wizarding world-now a year below the Chosen One and sorted into Hufflepuff. At first, she sets a simple goal for herself: focus on eating well and stay far, far away from trouble. But trouble finds her anyway. Just a few weeks after school begins, she turns a corner and runs straight into the famous Draco Malfoy. And in front of half the school, she accidentally smears an entire cake across the young Malfoy heir's perpetually upturned face. In that instant, she knows her fate is sealed. What awaits her? A school romance... or school bullying. Since Esther wants neither a campus love story nor becoming anyone's victim, she makes a bold decision: Fine, if anyone is getting "bullied," she'll be the one doing it.

(Y/N) Potter is Harry Potters twin who is sorted into Slytherin. At first (Y/N) doesn't like Draco Malfoy and he doesn't like them but after being in the same house the deal with each other they learn the other was not what originally thought to be. I own the cover. I dont own the Harry Potter franchise I do have OCs in the book. Pronouns are they/them/theirs

━━━ ꫂ but the heart has its own memory and i have forgotten nothing . . . 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩... a girl ordered to forget, a boy ordered to protect. but to lose her past is to become a ghost, and she refuses to fade; to keep her safe is to bury her soul, and he must become her executioner. h a r r y p o t t e r ( draco lucius malfoy x fem!oc ) [ thanks for reading ˆᗜˆ | ©nubivagentt ]

The heart of the sea and the boy who lived. Harry James Potter / Fem!OC [POA - DH] cover by me! ©cloudsrnice, 2025

No one told Hermione Granger about the intricacies of magical society. She's been classified as a Little with absolutely no understanding of what that means. The Ministry has decided to place her with a completely unknown family to help her settle into her new classification. Specifically, the Black family. Hermione thinks it all ridiculous. NOTE: This story contains non-sexual age-play/age-regression. Do not read if this isn't your thing.

"Petunia Evans," Lynn spat out, nostrils flaring along with her impatience for Dumbledore's calm demeanor. "You left my godson on the doorstep of Petunia bloody Evans?!" ... Lynn McLaughlin doesn't have much going for her these days. That was before she showed up on Petunia Dursley's doorstep to whisk her 7 year old godson away. Now she must face the struggles of raising trouble magnet Harry Potter. ... The Vixen is a Sirius Black x Original Character fanfic, split between the Marauders era and the Golden Trio Era. 3rd place in the Harry Potter Fanfic Awards 2019. Cover by @Mipe24

In a world where many choose to fight with swords, some learn that the pen is mightier- that knowledge truly is power. In a world where fighting, evading, or submitting to systems seem like the only options, there are those who find comfort in existing within them instead. Those who learn that following rules can, sometimes, be the most effective way to beat them. Regulus Black was never meant to question the world he was born into. Dementria Fawley was never meant to compete within it. Both were taught to bow down and uphold the rules, and they did, with pride. Yet people underestimate the influence of a job done beyond perfection. But somewhere between rivalry and reluctant understanding, between debates over ancient magic and arguments over inheritance law, they discover something neither of their families accounted for: The system was never unbreakable. It was simply written by people who never expected to be outmatched. And sometimes, the most dangerous thing you can do... is learn the rules too well.

Una sola decisión puede cambiar una vida. Una visión puede cambiar el mundo. Tras crecer lejos de los mortífagos y de la guerra que marcó a su familia, Draco Malfoy vuelve a Hogwarts dispuesto a escribir su propia historia. Sin embargo, entre nuevas amistades, secretos familiares y un Harry Potter sorprendentemente insistente, descubrirá que hay algo de lo que no puede escapar: el destino siempre encuentra la forma de alcanzarte.

❣️💫 "Where is Y/N, I need to find her... " Harry dashed past the corridor to stop her by the lakeside. "There you are " " Harry.. I mean Potter what are you doing here? " " Listen... " " But you said tha- " For heaven sake Y/N Scamander shut up for once in your life time so that I can confess that I love you " "Ok fine... Wait a minute.. WHAT! .. I mean.. How.. What do you" " She's not gonna shut up" Harry said to himself and suddenly grabbed her face and pressed his lips onto hers, and before she could complete her breath he pulled off. "There.. That ought to shut you up." He said still breathing heavily, while Y/N was at loss of words. Y/n have a really special connection with Harry. Something inexplainable in words. SHE is the key of Harry's puzzled life. So is Harry. And one day, her power to heal leads him to the most horrifying danger. The danger called love.❤️✨️ Ps: I do not own Harry Potter. All rights reserved to J K Rowling. The only person I own is y/n. #Harrypotter x Reader #Harrypotter x Y/N

Hailey Lily Potter the older sister to Harry James Potter is the daughter of Lily Evans and James Fleamont Potter. Her godparents are Remus Lupin and Marelene McKinnon. She was born on July 1st 1978. She's two years older than Harry. Unlike Harry Hailey is best friend with Lee Jordan and Fred And George Weasley. They always prank Peeves the Poultregeist together she is loyal to Fred and George in there first year when seven students reported Fred and George blowing up the toilets in the girls and boys bathroom Hailey stood up for them.

❝ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄. 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇. ❞ ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ it was december 30th, 1979, when the black-lestrange couple received unexpected news: bellatrix was pregnant. in their own way, of course - they had truly loved each other, but they had never spoken about children. and, within the silence of their home, that news ended up cracking something between them. rodolphus lestrange was more frightened than he ever wanted to admit. he had been raised to become the perfect death eater. loyalty, pure blood, war: that had always been the only path meant for him. but deep down, in a part of himself he never showed anyone, there was still something human left. and that part of him, for a moment, truly wished to see that child be born. bellatrix, instead, already belonged to something else. contrary to what people said, she had married for real love. but bellatrix black was not made to be a mother. she was made for war, for dark magic, for her dark lord. motherhood could not belong to her. and it never would. she tried to get rid of the child. bur the tiny embryo refused to disappear. inexplicably, it remained there. stubborn. alive. and the pregnancy was carried to term anyway. but that choice would mark the child's destiny forever.

Clara had always been curious, and itched for adventure, but when her sixth year at Hogwarts causes her to stumble across mystery after mystery, she soon learns that certain things are better left buried. Set almost two decades after the Battle of Hogwarts, and with the wizarding community still fearful that their dark days may not be over, shadows of censorship fall over the students. A brave student steps up to uncover the truth, but will she survive long enough to reveal it? Because this time, there is no chosen one, no prophecy and the outcome is unforeseeable. Join Clara Flint in this romantasy fanfic that encapsulates the warm and nostalgic elements of the Harry Potter series that myself and others love so much. Enjoy! (First Person POV)

Every Kurosaki has never and will never be afraid of Death. Death is a good and ancient friend of the Kurosaki Family. She meets every Kurosaki with a motherly smile on a gaunt face when one dies and leads them by their hand to their destined afterlife. She visits every newborn with a frostbitten kiss to their forehead and a shattering lullaby of bloodlust and chaos promised to those who dare harm the family. She visits every child with a warm hug and a skeletal hand through their hair as they meet for the first time when alive. Death is their mother. The one to foster the Kurosaki Ancestor, to bless them with their Sight, and grant them a greater avenue of magic. - Shinigami are created from Death herself. Some may fear her, but at the end of any day and any life, Death is their mother and they are comforted knowing she will be their fate. Death is a firm, but loving mother. While she may not be able to see her children grow, she loves them all the same. And they love her. Death is their mother. The one to create from what Life abandons, to grant them the power to protect the Abandoned, and gift them the rule of balance. - For each child that strays from the path of balance, Death weeps each time. Balance is meant to be kept and a child should not harbor ill intentions of ruling realms. The previous Master of Death is an example of what happens to children who betray her so harshly. - Ichigo is a child of Magic and of Shinigami. A young witch expelled from Mahōtokoro due to simple rumors and radicalness, now hides in the Living World and lives a somewhat normal human life, experimenting and exploring the depths and unknown of magic on the side. Life was decent, if a bit bland. A Shinigami appears in her life lead by a butterfly. Life begins anew for Ichigo and her sisters. Everything is twisted sideways for everyone involved. Witch, Witch, Vindictive Bitch. And her name is Kurosaki Ichigo.

Hermione never expected to find solace after the war. She definitely never expected to find solace in Draco Malfoy. But somehow, she did. Content Warning: This story contains themes of depression, bereavement, PTSD, alcohol use, substance use, addiction, self-harm, violence, abuse, referenced child-abuse, thought of suicide, attempted suicide, sexual content, explicit sexual content.

As one of the wizarding world's brightest young witches, you already have enough on your plate. A rising Quidditch star and Charms prodigy, you takes after your father's love for adrenaline and your mother's caring nature, usually found with a broom in one hand and a pair of headphones in the other. Between Quidditch matches, late-night conversations, ambitious magical projects, shifting relationships, and the growing tension within the wizarding world, you and Cedric Diggory grow up side by side as everything around them begins to change. What starts as a childhood friendship and quiet understanding becomes something far deeper-the kind of love built through years of laughter, loyalty, and surviving the impossible together. A Cedric Diggory x Reader story about friendship, Quidditch, music, growing up, and finding light even when the world gets darker. Characters belong to J.K. Rowling aside from (Name) (Last Name). #4 cedricdiggoryxreader (may 22, 2026)

I know it doesn't have many reads yet-but that's just 'cause it's new. If you're here early, help me out and give it a shot! Best friends. Flirty banter. A (somewhat) slow-burn love story set in the halls of Hogwarts. Y/n and Harry have always been inseparable-but as the years go by, friendship starts to blur into something more. Expect jealousy, late-night laughs, emotional chaos, and a whole lot of fluff. This is a fem!reader x Harry Potter fic that grows with them-from awkward first years to intense sixth-year feelings. No smut (yet), but plenty of tension. 💫

Una missione da compiere per salvare il mondo magico. Questo è quello che attende Eleonor, Harry, Ron e Hermione nella loro ultima avventura insieme. Mentre Voldemort prende il controllo del mondo magico e la guerra travolge ogni cosa, Nora sarà costretta ad affrontare scelte sempre più difficili, vecchi fantasmi che continuano a inseguirla e una verità da cui nessuno di loro può davvero scappare. Certe storie, a un certo punto, smettono di essere semplici storie. E vanno avanti... fin proprio alla fine.

Octavia Lestrange was born into darkness. By the age of six, she had already learned that blood could hurt more than magic ever could. When her mother, Bellatrix Lestrange, was sent to Azkaban, Octavia was left behind-until the Weasleys opened their home and gave her something she never thought she'd have: A family. Raised among laughter, knitted jumpers, and the warmth of the Burrow, Via grows up caught between two worlds: the name she inherited and the family she chose. With one blue eye and one green, a love for books and rainy afternoons, and Hogwarts waiting just beyond the horizon, Octavia dreams of finding where she truly belongs. But being a Lestrange is not so easily forgotten. As old legacies awaken and unexpected connections form, Via will learn that identity isn't written in blood- it's written in the people who choose to stay. A Harry Potter fanfiction featuring found family, dark academia, slow burn romance, and the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange finding her place in the wizarding world.

Roger knew how to handle Dark wizards. He knew how to track them through the rain, how to dodge a killing curse, and how to lock them in Azkaban. He had been doing it since the war ended, channeling a childhood spent in fear into a career spent fighting back. As an Auror, he was finally hitting his stride. He had expected Dumbledore's invitation to be about a Ministry case, or perhaps a rogue Death Eater sighting. He hadn't expected this. "What? You want me to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Roger asked, his voice flat with disbelief. He leaned back in his chair, eyebrow raised. "Headmaster, with all due respect... everyone knows that position is a death sentence. Are you trying to get me killed, or just get me out of the Ministry?"

This is not a story about winning a war. It is a story about what it costs. About a boy who learned to be brave when no one was watching. About a girl who saw him clearly-and loved him anyway. As the world closes in and destiny demands its price, Harry chooses the path of sacrifice, believing it is the only way. Hermione refuses to accept a future built on his absence. Between forests filled with shadows, unspoken love, and choices that leave scars, this story asks one question: What if the bravest thing isn't dying for the world... but letting someone stay?¨ 💔🌫️