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Before his third year of Hogwarts has even begun, Harry faces three whole weeks of unsupervised time in Diagon Alley. In that time he takes a trip to Gringotts - and that changes everything. Burdened with the knowledge that Dumbledore has been blocking his family magic, and manipulating far more than he ever thought possible, Harry doesn't know who he can trust; but he knows he can't keep going that way. There's a whole world of lore and politics and history to catch up on, and the more he learns, the more Harry realises his true place in the world, and how much is being kept hidden from him. All the while, Dumbledore's twinkling eyes are constantly watching, and Harry can't let on how much he knows. With help from unexpected places, Harry starts on a journey to end the war, and reshape the wizarding world. With how much he looks like James Potter, people have forgotten one important thing about him - he is Lily Evans' son, and she was one hell of a witch.

Harry leaves the white limbo of King's Cross to find himself in his childhood cupboard once again. Luckily for him, it seems he's brought Ron and Hermione back with him, and with his best friends at his side he can do anything.The Golden Trio take Hogwarts by storm, a bit more jaded and ruthless than before and determined to undermine the war before it ever truly starts.

James Potter went five years at Hogwarts without realizing Lily had a little sister. Hermione would have preferred it if he never realized she existed. Now she's stuck, in Potter's circle of awareness, and maintaining the timeline. Not like he makes it easy, or something. Aug 2023 edit: I had a baby in late 2022. RL takes priority over writing fanfic. This story is NOT abandoned. I am still working on the final two chapters; I write in segments and jump from scene to scene instead of linearly, which means the final two chapters are being written concurrently. This story WILL be finished - please stop leaving comments saying it's abandoned because it is not. I have outgrown Harry Potter fandom (as seen by my more recent story updates), but I am committed to finishing this story because it has been a labour of love. It will just take a longer time, and I'm hoping that once my little one is in daycare and I'm back at work I will be able to write more.

A brief primer on the concept of Alpha/Beta/Omega Universes: Also known as that trope suddenly showing up in your fandom that doesn't make any sense.

Sometime in the not-so-distant future, things aren't going all that well. At least that's the story Oliver and Felicity are told when a supposed time-traveler (and their supposed friend who is a supposed superhero supposedly named The Flash) pops up in the lair with a toddler in tow... who calls them momma and daddy. The Flash can't quite control when he's going at this point and there's a big bad chasing him through the years. The future isn't safe for little Elizabeth Queen at the moment (even if The Flash could get her there), but her once and future parents haven't got a clue what to do with her. Slade Wilson, however... he might have his own agenda when he finds out his nemesis is apparently a father.

It’s not like Kara deliberately sets out to make her life harder than it should be. It’s not her fault that she’s excitable, okay, and she forgets things sometimes and maybe those things should not be forgotten under any circumstances. Maybe those things include, well, housing forms, which as it turns out are super important to submit on time if she wants to not be homeless on her sophomore year of college. Her sister’s going to give her so much crap about this. Alternatively: in which Kara forgot to fill out the housing form and was left with no choice but to live in the most exclusive apartment on campus.

Hermione and Ron are going back to Hogwarts to do N.E.W.T.s, Ginny isn't. Harry hasn't decided, until he has, in front of the Wizengamot and now he's responsible for Malfoy as well. A tale of enemies who learn to get along, get it wrong and get it on. Everything is purple, some things are on fire and no-one is sleeping properly. But don't worry, there's tea!

34 [M4F] New York - Alpha M looking for Omega F in her early 20s. Athletic build, small breasts, straight brown hair, and a light complexion are a must. Freckles and British accent are a plus. Willing to do as she’s told. Not looking for commitment. Contact for more information.Or: An Alpha posts on Reddit Personals, looking for an Omega who is exactly like Rey. Rey replies.

What would happen if the mind of a 28-year-old Harry was accidentally returned to his just recently turned 15-years-old body? Lots of swearing, that's for sure.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Regina says. “It makes a certain amount of sense on paper. Henry’s two mothers, all that fighting, making magic together, tentative trust built. Destroyed of course, but Robin needn’t know that. Plus, I knew it would really irritate him.” Emma wants to ask why but also doesn’t want to push her luck. “And you expect me to go along with this?” “I don’t know how else to put this, Ms Swan,” Regina says, leaning forward. “You owe me and I’m calling to collect.” It's been a month and Regina won't speak to her, until she does and Emma is left pretending to be in a relationship with her so that Regina can get through a dinner invitation with her pride intact.

Let sleeping dogs lie.Prov. Do not instigate trouble.;Leave something alone if it might cause trouble. Derek Hale is asleep in Stiles's bed. And it just escalates from there. Because of course it does.

"Come on, boys," Zabini drawled. "You’re only delaying the inevitable." Trouble always had a way of finding Harry, and eighth year was obviously going to be no exception.

You are a college drop out, band member, and bar tender in Ebott city. It has been five years since the monsters first emerged from the mountain and now you can't imagine a life without your skele boys. But wait, how are more monsters coming out of the mountain? And why are all of these new skeletons suddenly nice to you?

Stiles laughs. “The day I become a mail-order bride is the day I eat my hat.” “You don’t even wear a hat." “I’ll buy a hat for the occasion,” Stiles says. “A white one with a veil.” (Stiles doesn't eat a hat, but that's just because he's too busy with his new husband, his five children, his new husband's ex, and a deadly feud with the neighboring ranch)

Twenty-eight ways Lena Luther could find out that Kara is an alien. Surprisingly that doesn't necessarily mean she finds out she's Supergirl. Because Kara is really terrible at keeping secrets.

“That’s damn near impossible, even for me.” Blaise shook his head. “I think we’ve hit the bar. Is there anyone who would be more difficult to shag?” His words were hanging in the air when Draco felt a magnificent plan spring fully formed into his mind. Could it work? He thought it could. A grin split his face and he said, “I know someone.” “Who?” Theo demanded. “Granger.” “Oh fuck ME, I can’t believe we forgot her!” Theo was really slurring now. “She would never let any of us get within ten feet of her precious, pristine knickers. Not that I wouldn’t love to,” he leered. “But yeah. Impossible.” “Impossible, you say?” Draco tilted his head to the side and regarded his extremely pissed friend. “Would you care to wager on that?”

During an attack at school, Midoriya gets hit by a quirk that leaves him infatuated with the first person he sees, which just so happens to be Todoroki Shouto. Due to an unfortunate side effect of the quirk, Midoriya breaks out into a horrible fever whenever they’re separated for too long, so Todoroki accepts the responsibility of caring for him until the quirk wears off.Problem is, Todoroki sort of, kind of, maybe likes Midoriya as more than just a friend, which makes the whole situation just a little awkward for him.

Picture your typical rom-com cliché. Now picture Dean stuck in that rom-com cliché—with Castiel. Because that's what happening to him; a crazy whirlwind of your typical-and-not-so-typical cliché's. He's playing the main lead in all of them and Castiel's his counterpart. Of course, the culprit's obvious—Gabriel's enjoying himself, lying back on his favorite cloud with a bucket of popcorn. It's about time someone kicked the two knuckleheads up the ass. "And... action!"

Sure enough, not five seconds later, the door cracked open, and a tall boy with green lining on his robes strode into the Hospital Wing. Hermione absent-mindedly noticed his attractive face, but she was more focussed on his uniform. Lord, that looks stuffy, was her first thought. At least he knows how to tie a proper Windsor knot, was her second. Hermione wakes up in 1943 alone, annoyed, and uninformed. And why the hell was life so determined to pit her against Tom bloody Riddle, anyway?

Waverly Earp is the very proud new owner of a little bungalow, completely perfect in every way. All she needs now is a roommate. An unbearably sexy redheaded roommate that she absolutely does not have a crush on. No sir, she does not. Not even a little bit. Probably.

Five times Stiles doesn’t believe it when Derek shows him affection (because he’s spent too much time reading stupid things on the internet), and one time he finally listens. (Or, the one where I laugh my way through fandom tropes.) set after season 2, no spoilers for season 3

Over the years, Yennefer notices that Geralt and Jaskier’s life can be really bloody weird at times. Alternative summary: five Geraskier fandom tropes that our boys find completely normal, and one that isn’t at all.

Derek+Stiles+fairies = love spell "Make love to me," Derek demands. What.

“This is my umbrella,” Adrien told him, as though he didn't quite believe it and the words would bring some sense to it. “Even I could have told you that,” the kwami said with a shrug, his focus returning to his meal. “Why did she keep my umbrella?” he asked, only half-directing the question at Plagg. The kwami, however, chose to answer anyway. “Well, she is your friend, isn't she?” he asked as he finally gave in and stuffed the cheese in his mouth. He swallowed, closing his eyes in satisfaction. “What's so weird about it?” When Marinette sees Chat Noir on her way home in the rain, she doesn't think twice about giving him her umbrella. Only later does he realize that this is his umbrella. But why would she bother keeping it? He's determined to figure the girl out, but since she can't seem to speak to him as Adrien, his only option is as his alter-ego.

“There has not been a Malfoy who has been unwed past the age of twenty-five for more than sixteen generations.” Hermione Granger—renowned lawyer in the defense of magical creatures, scourge of the Ministry, and unrepentant virgin—is about to take on the case of a lifetime.

Trouble never seemed far off when Childe was around. For the most part, Lumine didn't mind that. Kept things interesting, for sure. Usually, their mutual brand of mayhem looked like epic battles against hilichurls and eldritch horrors from Abyss. But the moment Childe sheepishly croaked out "my parents think we're dating," Lumine just knew that they had stumbled head first into a new form of danger. Sadly, this one wasn't one they could stab their way out of. Though frankly if this fake dating thing didn't go well, Lumine wasn't above trying it. (Featuring Tartaglia and Lumine in A Comedy of Errors in Three and some odd Acts.)

When Lexa first told Clarke she was the rightful ruler of a small country currently being ruled by a dictator, Clarke laughed. In her defense, she was drunk.

Peter and Wade team up so often, in fact, that they’ve ended up belly-to-belly in broom closets, wedged together like puzzle pieces in wooden crates during hideouts, and in various close-up positions that require a significant amount of trust for Peter to be comfortable with. But it took a while. This was originally going to be a 5+1 fic, but I'm having too much fun to restrict it to a certain format.

Draco has a plan. Hermione has a problem. Hogwarts’ first post-war Head Boy and Head Girl are going to have to work all their issues out.

Christmas, 2020: United States President Lexa Woods has recently been re-elected for her second term, has three Nobel Peace Prizes under her belt, and a 97% public approval rating. None of this, in any way, serves as preparation for the pretty girl her sister brings home to the White House for Christmas.

"He is the balance, the other half, the completion to Skywalker’s soul, a perfect dyad in the force.But while Kenobi is a simple answer, the force also sees the difficulty of the pair coming together in balance. The foundations of the galaxy they exist in pull at them, threatening to intervene in their unity. But this is also a simple problem, for the force is far greater than the foundations of a single galaxy, for it is the foundation of all. So the force enacts its will, to bridge the pair over a span of moments, of years, of eternities, and Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi will fall in love, have fallen in love, and are falling in love." The one where the force ships it and to get Anakin and Obi-Wan together, it must lead them through several orchestrated tropes in the name of kiss already to save the galaxy.

Kim Dokja, the most average person in the world, somehow wakes up into an alternate universe where everything is the same, but isn't. . . He wakes up in the story (R18) book cliches universe, where somehow he turns out to be the main protagonist- HEROINE of the story, where multiple Male Leads, Obsessed stalkers and romance cliches haunt his life. And he does everything to escape the fate of a romance heroine. The man just wants to live and die peacefully, but apparently, he isn't the only one trapped in the current alternate universe. And they refuse to give him up (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ because the Heroine is needed to create an ending for their R18 cliche universe HAHAHAHHAHA

Draco Malfoy, Head Healer of the St. Mungo's Potions Department and resident expert in all things werewolf, is surprised to learn that his next patient is none other than Harry Potter, who was bitten by a wolf during an Auror mission. Between Potter's ability to heal quickly and Draco's extensive experience, it looks like Potter will be out of St. Mungo's in no time, but when certain aspects of werewolf biology surface, feelings that were supposed to stay hidden are revealed, and plans (and professionalism) are thrown to the wind.

The arrangement was very simple really, and very convenient. Draco just hadn’t expected it to result in this mess. Written for the do_me_veela prompt: Harry and Draco help each other out during dry spells when no one else is around that they can have sex with. They unintentionally bond and well, it's all Potter's fault.

Colin insists on escorting Penelope to Aubrey Hall for Christmas, even though that's the last place she wants to be. She is determined to rid herself of the Bridgertons for good and find her happiness elsewhere. However, when a carriage accident and the nastiest snow storm in years finds them trapped at a roadside Inn unchaperoned more than one secret may be revealed.