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How was Harry supposed to know that collecting three certain artefacts was a bad idea? Or that Phoenix tears did not neutralise but merely counter acted Basilisk venom? When he found out it was already too late. Way too late. In more than just one aspect. xXxXxXx "I'm sorry, Hadrian, I know you don't want me to do this. But you were never meant to be alone - separated." He choked back his cries and screams and pleas to stop, because he knew it was too late. His little moon smiled while blood flowed down her body like a river and magic swept around them, the very magic she's giving her life to. Cross-posted on Ao3

.·:*¨༺ "𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼" ༻¨*:·. ┏━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┓ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 ┗━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┛ The innocent, selfless girl endured constant neglect and cruel taunts, always hearing words. "𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯," "𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴," "𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥." For the first fourteen years of her life, the people she called as family abandon her at an orphanage, severing all ties with her. She bore the pain with a smile, accepting the harshness, but when they finally left her behind, it broke her. Shattered, yet not defeated, she found strength in her faith, trusting in God to guide her through the pain. Just when it seemed like she had reached her breaking point, her life took a sudden turn. She was adopted-by a towering, intimidating man. Shivendra Rathore, a ruthless businessman, once the feared Mafia King known as SR, was a force to be reckoned with. A man who was the father of five boys-each one intimidating, cold, and aggressive. Will Ruhanika be able to change their hearts? Will she be the one to melt the tough exterior of these devils? Will she ever find the true family she's longed for? Follow Ruhanika's journey as she learns that family isn't defined by blood, but by the heart. A story of love, transformation, and finding where you truly belong. "𝓐 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓾𝓶𝓹 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮" - 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢

"Albus Dumbledore...." Tawney said in that deep voice. "Magic has decided to wake the sleeping Spirit of the boy which you have wronged. Make your amends, get the forgiveness of the one who hates you most...Understand the one which you had shunned...or face the consequences of your actions once more. You have till Yule." Dumbledore stopped dead. they woke Tom? but...the boy would have none of the memories after his year. where would they even wake him...but the answer held itself in his mind before the question finished.. and with a pop, he hastily made his way to the boy...

After everything that's happened, he thought there was nothing left, nothing left for him. His friends keep betraying them and then he found out the truth behind why they are his friends. The man he looked up to using him like a pawn chess piece, like he is nothing but a soldier to the man for his war. Family wise, he might have some but really they might be related to him but they ain't no family. He is alone, he has nothing left within either world, he doesn't care anymore, he just wants to be loved, to have a family or just to die. but something happens that makes everything better, he might not trust again but he certainly can now control his path, the path he wants in life, the true Harry Potter that has been hiding deep inside and now out for everyone to see, here comes the true him. - C.W.

Harry Potter found out that his father wasn't his father and his mother wasn't his mother, he found out that he was a yokai and that he was not a wizard but his powers were so similar to a wizard. What will his inheritance show and who is his real parents

Hello I don't own Harry Potter, Avengers or the photos i used in this book they all belong to they respective owners. English is not my first langauge there will be a lot of mistakes in this story. The story takes place after Harry's 5 year and civil war. Pietro is alive Culson too, the rest are in piece because some of them are sulmates to each other and loki lives with them too. Harry has a creature inhalance and is a natural bottom The story contains : - abuse -+18 - rape - sex - depresion - homosexuality - poly relationszyp - cursin

betrayed, lied to, counted out, left for dead. no longer will the puppet master be in control. time to reboot and fix as much as he can.

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"You, Master, are now dead," Death spoke chillingly. Its bony fingers free of flesh slid down its scythe. Its hood ducked itself down, almost to show a sign of reverence. "The ritual is now completed. I am, most definitely, at your service, Master." The young man with raven hair and green eyes wasn't too pleased with Death. Before it said anything else, he carefully studied his surroundings. The way to the other life looked nothing like it had when he'd first died. Unlike the fist time, he stood outside Godric's Hollow, but the place was deserted and pitched black. It was so dark, Death easily blended in; the green glowing stone in its scythe was the only thing that alerted Harry of its presence. "Why did I not see you when I first died?" He demanded, anger from his previous life still lingering on. Death raised a bony finger. "You were not ready for me to reveal myself just yet. Your soul was too pure to be corrupt just yet; first you needed to complete cycle when it came to being my master." "And what is the cycle?" "One must use the cloak to hide from the danger. Resist the temptations of the resurrection stone. Master the wand made from the wood of the Elder tree and kill with it. One needs to corrupt their soul by taking a life." Death left some lingering silence, wanting for its new master to take in the newfound information before asking, "what do you wish of me, Master," even though it knew what was going on in Harry's mind. "You do not have to move on, I can grant what you desire." "You can grant me my family?" Death's hood tilted itself, making it seem as if it had ducked its head. Its bony fingers lightly tapped its scythe, making the sound of bone and metal echo in Harry's ears. "Undoubtedly," it confirmed. "If you wish to pay the price." "Do it."

අරලිය පාට තැවරුණු, ගිවිසගත් වස්සාන හාදුව..!