Voldemort Stories

Born on the same day as Harry Potter, Amara Potter was meant to share in the love, the legacy, and the life that came with the name. She didn't. Forgotten in the shadow of her twin and blamed for a birth that nearly cost her mother everything, Amara grows up on the edges of a family that never quite claimed her. But on the night of her first birthday, something changes. Taken from the only home she has ever known, Amara is brought before a man the wizarding world fears-a man who should not be capable of care. And yet, he keeps her. Raised under a new name, in a world built on power, blood, and control, Amara becomes Colette Gaunt-the daughter of a man who was never meant to be human again. At Hogwarts, she stands on the opposite side of everything she was born into... including the boy who was once her other half. Some stories begin with love. This one begins with being left behind.

The air smelled of ash and rotting roots. The stars, hidden beneath a mantle of heavy, motionless clouds, seemed to watch with a silent judgment what was about to take place. That night was not just another night. It was not an act of war, nor even one of conquest. No. It was something older. More fundamental. It was a creation. And only a being like Lord Voldemort could dare attempt such a thing. Far from the eyes of the Ministry, beyond the knowledge even of his most loyal Death Eaters, he stood in the dark heart of the Albanian forest. There, the ground had been desecrated, sacrificed, and remade in the image of his will. A black stone altar carved with ancient runes, and five obsidian pillars surrounded the center of a circle of power. The earth itself seemed to tremble in anticipation. -Tonight-he whispered, his voice like an icy blade-the world will change. Not for love. Not for a desire of redemption or fatherhood. But for legacy. For eternity. Voldemort was not creating a daughter. He was creating a weapon. A perfect heiress. His heiress. Nagini, his serpent companion, hissed softly as she slithered around the altar, uneasy with the dense magic gathering in the air. Voldemort set five vials upon the stone. Each contained a unique, unrepeatable essence, stolen from the time and soul of the most powerful beings who had ever existed. The blood of Tom Riddle, the essence of Salazar Slytherin, a stolen lock of Gellert Grindelwald's hair, an enchanted shard from Morgana le Fay's ring, and the cursed rune of Herpo the Foul. Five pieces. Five legacies. Five curses... and blessings. One by one, he poured them upon the altar, speaking incantations long forgotten, as ancient as magic itself. The air tore. The earth groaned. The sky grew pale. And upon that cursed stone, a body began to take shape. Not a human baby, not an ordinary creature, but something new. A girl forged with darkness, wisdom, ambition

❝ 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. ❞ -𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘚𝘭𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯 ↳ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗩𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗚𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗰'𝘀 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄.. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩.

Seraphina Avery and Sirius Black were once best friends, so close that it was hard to imagine that by their third year, they would hate each other. Her father's death had changed Seraphina, and Sirius's resentment of his parents grew, leading to an argument which pushed the two far apart. They now hated each other, so much so that it was hard to imagine that by the end of their time at Hogwarts, they would end up loving each other. sirius black x oc childhood friends to enemies to lovers slow(ish) burn dual pov

After murdering two of his peers - one of them accidentally, Tom Riddle couldn't feel better. He was successfully on his way to mastering immortality and had no time for guilt or remorse - not until his accidental kill came back to haunt him. In a series on spectral encounters with the ghost of Evangeline Vale, he reflects on life, lust, death and desire. Evangeline Vale proves able to reach Tom from beyond the grave, but is her grasp on him strong enough to pull him back into normality.

𝗲𝗻·𝗮𝗺·𝗼𝘂𝗿 [ɪˈnamə, ɛˈnamə] (v.) to be filled with love or admiration for something or someone. "dear star, i miss you, i really do." ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ #1 IN #Mattheoriddlefanfic - 24/2/2026 #1 IN #Marcuslopez - 25/2/2026 #1 IN #Highschoolromance - 17/6/2026 #1 IN #Exlovers - 22/6/2026

Evangeline Lily Potter has always lived in the light. The perfect student, Gryffindor golden girl, and Harry Potter's twin sister - she knows what it means to be watched, to be expected to shine, to live in someone's shadow. Stubborn, clever, and just a little too sarcastic, and with ancient magic burning inside her. Then, in her sixth year, he shows up. Mattheo Riddle. The new Slytherin transfer with dark eyes, a dangerous smirk, and a last name that carries enough weight to crush her. Son of the Dark Lord. The boy everyone whispers about. The boy she swears she can't stand. Both with a Legacy written in blood. When their magic collides, Hogwarts holds its breath. They're also opposites in every way - sunshine and stormcloud, Gryffindor and Slytherin, Potter and Riddle. She's the definition of order, he's the definition of chaos. But when sparks turn into fire, and insults turn into late-night conversations, Evangeline finds herself drawn to the one boy she should hate the most. A boy who might be the only person who truly sees her - not "the Chosen One's twin." It's reckless. It's dangerous. It's forbidden. And it might just ruin them both. "A love story that was never supposed to happen." Ratings: 🥇 - #harrypotteruniverse (29/11/25) 🥇 - #writing (27/05/26) 🥇 - #read (10/01/26) Nr 3 - #Sarcasm (3/12/25) Nr 3 - #legacy & #legacies (31/05/26) Nr 5 - #MattheoRiddle (30/05/26) Nr 5 - #Dracomalfoy (30/11/25) Nr 6 - #Riddle (29/11/25) Nr 6 - #Hermione (4/01/25) Nr 12 - #enemies (30/11/25)

When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 ╱ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐑𝐀 Sirius Black x F!OC © 2026 𝑤𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠

In the year 1945, Tom Riddle was prepared to begin his reign as the Dark Lord. In 1977, he had accomplished that which he most desired - dominion in the wizarding world and the power to quiet all those who opposed him. In 1998, Hogwarts has fallen to Lord Voldemort, and the world is at his mercy. One witch will be instrumental in his story. Hermione Granger, the last to survive Voldemort's final attack, is forced to face her most colossal challenge that will weave her through each influential time. With a time-turner around her neck and friends she never expected by her side, Hermione must learn her role in changing the world as she once knew it to a world where freedom and hope abound. But Tom Riddle won't go down easy. He is determined to follow through with his plans, and a bushy haired girl has no chance of changing his mind... Right? Highest Ranking: #1 in Tomione #1 in Postwar #2 in Battleofhogwarts --------------------------------------------- This is my first fanfiction! I've read a few Tomione's, but there aren't many out there - guess some people think it's weird or something. Smh. Soo, I decided to write my own, and see where it takes me! This will be a tomione fic with eventual part dramione and blinny. Enjoy! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OF HARRY POTTER. ALL OF THAT CREDIT GOES TO THE AMAZING JK ROWLING. THE ONLY THING THAT IS MINE IS THE COVER AND THE STORYLINE I'VE CREATED.

in which gaia lestrange and harry potter overlook the reputations which precede them. 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ❛ She was convinced that even if she had already lived a thousand lives, she had never met anyone who compared to him ❜ ❛ He felt as if her thoughts were on a level unlike what he had experienced sharing with any other person in his life. This girl walking beside him had principals, values, goals. And suddenly, he found himself tickled with a strong desire to explore all of those things with her ❜ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 harry potter x fem!oc golden era ♐︎ {goblet of fire - deathly hallows} ⤷ gof → completed ✓ ootp → in progress hbp → not started dh → not started 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 follows movies and books (mostly movies) (i only own my original characters, places & plotlines)

𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 knows what monsters look like. They take all shapes and forms. She was raised on their legacy. With all her family gone, she learned to survive in the ruins of a life she never got to live. Blame was easy. Hatred was easier. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 is the son of a monster. The son of a man she hates. The boy everyone expects to become him. He's supposed to be just like him. But, is he?

Y/n Riddle is unknown to the wizarding world, secretly raised and home-schooled by her brother. Together, they plan to bring back their Father. She goes undercover at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Y/n makes new friends and even finds herself falling in love with a certain raven-haired boy... Follow Y/n in her journey as she juggles her double life all while discovering more about her family's past and their dark secrets. And when her two worlds collide, she must finally make the decision to choose a side. Started: 10 February 2025 Ended: Ongoing Year 3: ✔️ Year 4: Ongoing I do not own Harry Potter. Most characters and storyline is owned by J.K Rowling. Story will be written in third-person. (First few chapters are in first-person... I'm sorry 😔) Can't do commissions!! Rankings! #2 - riddle #2 - harryxreader #2 - mission #4 - disguise #4 - undercover #4 - newgirl #4 - harrypotterandthegobletoffire

The war is approaching, and Aedan Wolfthorne knows time is running out. While the wizarding world prepares for conflict, Aedan becomes increasingly frustrated with those around him. Hermione's feelings for Ron, Ron's inability to understand the people who care about him, and the growing dangers others refuse to acknowledge leave Aedan feeling more isolated than ever. He finds himself caught between protecting his friends and wanting to leave them behind entirely. Even helping Hermione navigate her feelings for Ron becomes another reminder of how distant he feels from the people he once fought beside. As Draco Malfoy's actions grow more suspicious and the threat around Hogwarts becomes impossible to ignore, Aedan begins to believe that relying on others is a weakness he can no longer afford. Because the closer the war comes... the easier it becomes for Aedan to stop seeing himself as a friend. And start seeing himself as the monster that lurks under your bed.

She lived in all the spaces he thought were empty. • Noelle Evercrest has spent years convincing herself that Mattheo Riddle is nothing more than an arrogant, insufferable pain. She knows exactly how infuriating he can be. But now, every time he smirks at her, every time he lets his guard slip, she wonders if the war between them was really hiding something else all along. Maybe hate was just another way to hide the fact that she's always noticed him - far more than she ever meant to. A Space Called Us. • This story is a work of fiction inspired by the Harry Potter universe, which is owned by J.K. Rowling. I do not claim ownership of the original world or its canon characters. However, all original characters, plotlines, and interpretations in this story are my own. While this story draws from the Harry Potter world, I do not support or stand with J.K. Rowling's harmful views. Please do not copy, repost, or translate this work without permission. Cover image credits to the original creator - I do not own the artwork.

❛ ᵀʰᵉˢᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ᴵ ʰᵉˡᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ˡᵉᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒᵒ ˢᵒᵒⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵉⁿᶜʰᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ❜ - 𝙴𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝 ༺ ❀ ༻ ❛ Looks like the tables have turned ❜ , he said, smirking, nuzzling into her neck. ❛ What do you mean? ❜ ❛ Last year I thanked you for saving me, this year you thank me for saving you ❜ ❛ Yes, and I will do it again. Thank you Harry for saving me ❜ As they broke away from the hug, they bid each other goodbye as Y/N went with her Dad, him with the Dursleys. When she felt something flying behind her and get stuck behind her ear. She quickly took it out, it happened to be a paper aeroplane. She opened it, and inside it was a scribble. ❛ 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ❜ ⭑༚ﾟ*༚ﾟ⭑ Being a member of the Adaline family isn't easy. Sure, you are powerful and crazy rich, richer than the Malfoys and Blacks. But being watched at every step you take is annoying, and every inch of your body being protected is even more. Having the power to lure people into their deaths and being related to some of the most dangerous people in wizardkind should be one of the reasons you would be avoided. Yet, you're crazy popular and people would die to just get your autograph as if you're some bloody idol. ❛ 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 ❜ Join Y/N Adaline in h

At Hogwarts, everyone knows the surname Lupin. But no one really knows Lyra Lupin. Behind her silence lie fears that no one can understand, while a past she'd like to forget continues to haunt her through the castle's corridors. There's only one person who seems to take pleasure in making her life miserable: Mattheo Riddle. Arrogant. Annoying. Unbearable. Every encounter between them is a battle of provocations, sharp glances, and words that hurt more than spells. But sixth year brings with it new secrets, old wounds, and a truth destined to change everything. Because at Hogwarts, the past never stays buried. And sometimes, the enemy you swear to hate is the only person capable of making you feel safe.

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The problem with growing up alongside Draco Malfoy was that everyone assumed they were friends. They weren't. Lyra Blackwood thinks Draco is insufferable, arrogant, sharp tongued, and incapable of letting a conversation end without making someone feel smaller. Draco thinks Lyra is just as unbearable, always observing, always listening, and somehow always noticing the things he'd rather people ignored. By fourth year, their bickering is as much a part of life at Hogwarts as moving staircases and impossible homework. But growing up has a way of changing people. A summer that alters Lyra's world leaves her quieter than she's ever been. Draco doesn't know why it bothers him so much that she stopped fighting back. And when another summer forces them into each other's company with nowhere left to hide, they're confronted with something far more inconvenient than hatred: The possibility they never hated each other at all. TROPES: Enemies to lovers Forced proximity Slow burn Found family

When whispers of Voldemort's return spread and the wizarding world begins to fracture, Harry Potter finds himself leaning on the one person who always seems to understand him, Arielle Cresswell. What starts as friendship slowly becomes something more, but with war looming, some feelings are harder to face than dark magic itself.

Juniper Potter was always used for something that she can offer to other people. To the wizarding world, she was the only person who could stop Lord Voldemort. To the house of Gryffindor, she was someone who often won points for them. To Ron, she was his way to learn about the muggles. To Hermione, she was an ally rather than a best friend. But to Juniper, she wanted to be chosen for who she was. Which is why after the war ended, Juniper vanishes. Moving across the pond, Juniper moves into a small town in Washington that is named after an eating utensil. Where she befriends a human girl who sees her for her and where she falls in love with a Cold One who loves her for her.