The Obsidian Crown | Drarry Fanfic

Dumbledore thought he had it all figured out. He placed Harry Potter exactly where he wanted, confident that time would mold him into the perfect weapon of the Light. But ten years later, Harry proves just how disastrously wrong he was.

Hogwarts is expecting a hero, a boy shaped by love and duty, eager to play the part of the Chosen One. What they get instead is something far more dangerous. Harry has no interest in being anyone's savior. He has learned the truth the hard way-power is the only thing that matters, and he refuses to be a pawn in someone else's war.

With a mind sharper than any blade and a heart untouched by sentiment, Harry carves his own path, turning expectations into ashes at his feet. He moves through the wizarding world like a shadow, unpredictable and unstoppable, proving again and again that he is no one's symbol, no one's puppet.

And Voldemort is watching.

For the first time, the Dark Lord wonders: what if the Boy-Who-Lived isn't meant to be his enemy? What if, instead, he could be something far more valuable?

After all, the strongest pieces on the board aren't pawns. They're kings.

And Harry Potter? He's ready to claim his crown.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J. K. Rowling. No money is being made.