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Godlike harry potter star wars fanfiction

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Harem of the Ancient House of Potter. As the tittle implies, this is another Harem fic, and I hope to make a good contribution to that Potter fic cliche. If you've read Snow White Queen, I said who would all be in this Potter harem, but if you didn't I'll let it be a surprise.

If you get pissed and need to rant in a review, go ahead, but it won't change anything Also, I might be mixing my mythologies on this one, so just go with it, ok. Now, no more rambling, to the fic! His eyes were filled with sorrow and anger.

Sorrow for the loss of his godfather, and rage at those who caused the death of his godfather. Harry James Potter's right hand was clenched into a fist.As I am looking out at the vast rolling forest that is on the border of my family manor, sitting down on the manor's roof, I let out a long, depressed sigh. Today is my 7th birthday, and just like all the ones before, my beloved Girl-Who-Lived sister got most of everything, ranging from presents to attention.

While I am loved to a degree, it's always my little sister, Hailey Potter, who's exactly 2 years younger than me, who gets anything she wants her way. At least she asks nicely for what she wants instead of throwing temper tantrums, even if she does get really feisty if she gets frustrated. But it wasn't always like this. I remember a time when the 2 of us were loved equally by our parents.

Even if that time was during the Wizarding War, a war between 2 ideals for all Wizarding Society; Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore fighting for what he has called the 'Greater Good' and the Darkest Wizard of the Century, Lord Voldemort, who wanted 'purebloods' to rule the world. Such a disgusting term. I came along a year after our parents were married, while Hailey was born during the last year of the Wizarding War. Shortly after her birth, we all went into hiding to avoid the Death Eaters and their leader.

My parents thought they could trust Peter Pettigrew with being our secret keeper, but he betrayed my family and his closest friends to his master, the Dark Lord himself. Voldemort didn't wait a second before apparating to our house in Godric's Hollow and breaking in.

Had our parents been at the house, they would have died like our babysitter had. But James and Lily were on a funeral that day for Lily's sister, Petunia. Suspecting her of knowing where my family were hiding, Death Eaters had confronted Petunia, tortured her with the Cruciatus Curse for a while and after discovering she knows nothing, killed her instantly.

Even if Mom and Petunia supposedly never saw eye-to-eye, her death rattled her heavily. I remember hearing that day that Petunia's husband, Vernon Dursley, had also fled with their son Dudley immediately after the attack and disappeared from the public eye in case the Death Eaters tried tracking them down again. After Voldemort killed our babysitter, he stepped over her corpse before looking at us calculatingly. As the eldest child, he picked me to die.

But as he cast Avada Kedavra, I feel a surge of hatred towards him and felt raw power course through me, not only shielding me from the killing curse, but reflecting it right back at him. The Dark Lord screamed as his body is torn apart and the room gets trashed from the out of control magic.

As a result of the outburst, I got a scar in the shape of a K on my right temple. Hailey received a scar on her temple as well, but her scar's in the shape of the famous lightning bolt. Sensing the magical explosion, my parents and Dumbledore returned to a damaged house and 2 scared siblings. After Dumbledore ran some tests on us, he concluded that my little sister vanquished the Dark Lord, making her the Girl-Who-Lived.

Over the course of a few years, things got worse as both my parents were forced to pay more attention to Hailey whenever we leave home so they could keep her safe from the scum of the Earth known as the paparazzi.

It started out small, but as Hailey got older, those nosy reporters got worse and my parents were forced to pay more attention until it all became a formidable habit where she's loved immensely while I'm almost the side show.Story Author Community Forum.

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And nor does anyone else.

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Warnings: Evil! Farther, feel free to Review. I accept all kinds, including Flames and do my best to respond to them all.

35 Harry Potter Erotica Fanfics to Fulfill Every Fantasy

Also, this will be Slash. But here's a question for you: what happens when said evil finds the soul and power of one whom was born to be a hero? Whatever 'The Evil' is, Harry must 'acquire' it or come into knowledge of it either before Hogwarts or during one of his summertime adventures.

His changes unnerve and even divide the Golden Trio whether or not he allows them to come back to him is up to you. Night had long since fallen. Two figures stood atop the tallest tower of the ancient fortress turned school.


Both stood surveying the chaos and destruction below them. One stood stoically, towering behind the other, watching the battle unfold with a critical eye, as one observing a chess board and calculating every move. He was standing atop the tower with his eyes closed, and his head tilted back listening.

The golden light of the wards illuminated the night and you could see the lower half of his face despite the shadow of his hood. A smile graced his obscured features, and he swayed absently in the early spring breeze, as if he were dancing to a symphony. He was lost in the ecstasy of the battle, each sound an instrument that added to his orchestra: The screams of rage; the cries of pain, agony and death; the explosion of spell-fire and weaponry; the gentle wisps as fires razed the battlefield to cinders, and all the while The Force thrumming in the background, pulsing and thundering in his ears like a bass drum.

All of it a musical that he was conducting. The Master chuckled in delight. Everything was going precisely as it was intended to. Meanwhile, his people had triggered the long dormant siege wards around Hogwarts, keeping the admittedly feeble reinforcements of the Ministry from reaching them while his followers ambushed them both from the forest and crushed both sides. He smiled, an expression of cruel delight.

It provided a safe haven and security to the Magical community in a time of war, superstition and fear. These people were weak, he thought. They had no concept the force that they wielded. They had no idea of the true nature or potential of the power they possessed, and those that did have some inkling of it feared it. Driven as they were by their greed, envy and fear, they ostracized and demonized those that had a greater grasp of the Force than they did.

The wizards, as these force users called themselves had grown so confident in their Magic that they had become complacent and weak.

They looked upon those who did not wield the Force as lesser.While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Remember Me. Albus Dumbledore brings his forces to fight against the Dark Lord Voldemort. He didn't expect a young man claiming to be the Dark Lord's lover to be there. Harry Potter was reborn as Lyle Evans. Harriet is an orphan who has lived all her life in the foster system.

One day, while reading once again 'The Philosopher's Stone', she's struck by lightning.

godlike harry potter star wars fanfiction

Instead of dying, she appears inside the cupboard under the stairs looking like a 7-year-old and with a familiar lightning bolt shaped scar on her forehead. OC-as-FemHarry, Psychopath! Don't be too critical, pls. What happens when Harry is trained by a Sith Lord? What happens when when Dumbledore's plans of a beaten down Harry backfire?

Christmas is supposed to be one of the best times of the year after all, so why does it suck so much this year? Aster is adjusting to her life as Harry and Draco's Daughter. Things get unhitched with complicated feelings, regrets, and the past haunting everyone involved. Seven days after Sirius' death, Harry's mentality snaps. He decides that what he wants most in the world is to be left alone, with a slave or two to keep him sated. Fortunately, things at the Will reading go his way, and he leaves with Tonks as his first slave.

Over the summer, he proves to be a cruel man when in power over others as he steadily gathers more slaves. He wants out of Britain, and nothing will stand in his way. Imagine if you will Harry Potter was never in Gryffindor. He never became friends with Ron or Hermione.As the Homeward Bound landed near the ruins six months later no living soul was nearby and the only sound was the wind gently moving playfully in the long grass.

The relative peace of this moment was soon shattered by the sharp sound of hydraulics from the heavily modded Dynamic Class Freighter as it's exit ramp lowered. If someone were to take a tour of the ship they would note that the port dormitory and the hallway leading to it had been heavily altered and merged with the cargo bay doubling its cargo size from 60 tonnes to They would also notice if allowed a custom x0. What they would not be allowed to see was the two medium laser cannons for defence and two independently powered light laser cannons for point defence however of all the things that they would not be allowed to see these, of course, would be the least interesting.

First and foremost, hidden in a false wall of what used to be the port dormitory, was a fully functioning cryo-cycle stasis pod with an attached brainwave reader. Inside was a blood bag of a fifteen-year-old boy in stasis. The the second and last secret of the ship in the security room was a hidden panel concealing darts for his gun.

These darts came in packs of four and there were three of them. One pack was a heavy sedative designed to knock someone out for a week, one was a pain-inducing psychedelic that incapacitated and hurt the victim for up to ten minutes although it did no permanent damage.

It was the last packet however that really required secrecy as these darts were etched individually with a indestructible rune and tipped with Basilisk venom. The venom was filtered slowly from Harry's blood and added to the tip. The problem with this, of course, was that the venom was so corrosive that it destroyed the instruments as you used them unless you put an indestructible rune on them and even with that both the instruments and the dart itself would be eaten by the venom in about a month.

The exterior of the ship was built almost exactly the same as a standard stock Dynamic Class Freighter except that it was painted a deep rich blue with bronze accents. There was even a picture of a small eagle seemingly flaring its wings around a lion painted on the bottom off the exit ramp.

Down the exit ramp strolled a man, his heavy boots clunking with every step, who the crime Lords of Nar Shaddaa and beyond knew only as James and whose heavy boots, dark trousers, battered utility belt and light shirt were almost hidden by a distinctive reddish-brown duster that was beginning to become almost as famous in the right circles as the man who wore them at least in the Outer Rim.

If the Crime Lords had any complaint it was that no one, save perhaps Ziya, had ever seen his face as it was hidden behind a plain silver mask that only had eye holes for features and nothing else.

Of course, they were also annoyed by the other thing, the thing that not many of them spoke of, that was almost completely alien to them and they would never want. This Bounty Hunter and Assassin had ethics. Not that he was afraid to kill you or that he would hesitate in any fashion it was more that he simply would not kill children and even spared a thought for collateral was so mystifying to the, by and large, Hutt group that someone would shackle themselves in that way and do so willingly.

They never mentioned their complaints however as he was fast becoming the most competent option available and, added to that, you knew that once he took a job he always saw it through. This could have angered the people that bought his services but they were soothed however as it also meant that no one else could buy his loyalty mid-contract and terminate their lives.

The man wore no armour and his only weapons appeared to be a small stick in a sheath on his left-hand side and a well-used blaster in a holster on his right. Those that had fought him and survived were the first to point out that though he lacked armour, he was pinpoint accurate and very very fast. His contacts, in the underbelly of most of the Galaxy, knew him only as James. As Harry descended the ramp he was followed by two floating ball droids and he turned to them and said.

Plants and animals". Finally, the last droid that came down the ramp was an A1-B archive droid that followed him silently, lacking a brain it instead was programmed simply to follow. As he walked into the Ruins Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, as soon he would have a functional way to keep himself going while he searched for his home. That was not to say there were not a few kinks in the plan that he would prefer to work out at some point but for now, as long as a clone was ready, he could live for hundreds if not thousands of years while he hunted for his friends.

If he could pull off becoming Force Sensitive to any degree then he was all for it as not only would that help him to increase his lifespan meaning that he needed fewer clones hopefully but more importantly for his immediate future having seen the Jedi fight twice in his travels, he knew how impressive they could be.

In both cases the Jedi had, had quicker reactions than their attackers reactions that Harry ruefully admitted he would be hard-pressed to matchthey were also better trained as well. They controlled a power that made simple wandless magic, which was the best the greatest of wizards that Harry had seen could hope for, seem like a silly parlour trick. They stopped the brawl simply by showing up and announcing themselves meaning, Harry mused, that they were either greatly feared or greatly respected.

Given their power, it was probably both. It was the murder where things became interesting though. Harry had watched off to the side as they had entered the rundown Cantina. Sipping his drink, while reinforcing his Occlumency shields and feeling what he assumed was the Force sweep past his mind or at least the innocent bit that he had left uncovered.Please bear in mind that this list could hardly be comprehensive because there are so many fantastic pairings and stories to choose from, and feel free to share your own favorites in the comments.

There is a small corner of the Internet dedicated to those of us who prefer the canonical Harry Potter couples. Personally, my favorite couple will always be Ron and Hermione, and not even J. Rowling herself can talk me out of this. In Happy Birthday, Hermione! As much as I prefer my canon couples, non-canon erotica is where the Harry Potter fandom really starts having fun. This story a sweet mix of unrequited love and BDSM. The idea of sex has always frightened Neville, but Luna is more than happy to guide the way.

This one features a lot of different ladies, so buckle up. In it, Harry Potter is taking you guessed it a nightly stroll when he finds his girlfriend Ginny and his enemy Draco in a compromising position. So this erotic fanfic has a little bit to offer to both the canon fans and the WolfStar believers. Not enough for you? Oliver and Percy are back for this one, and so is Marcus.

Fred and George test out a new line of products, and things get sexy.

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This series is a collection of one-shots in which Hermione explores several different lesbian relationships. Scorpius and Albus are dating in this story, and after doing a little digging, they find out that their parents Draco and Harry also used to date. Albus is having the worst birthday ever, and James comes to his rescue. Albus always wanted Teddy, but never thought he would be able to have him. After he admits his feelings, things start heating up. And also all four of them together.

Now for the really weird erotica, the stories that defy classification. In this extremely strange erotic fanfic, Hogwarts is lonely and the giant squid is there to fill those halls. This is the case with the popular fan pairing Drapple. Yes, this is Draco Malfoy and an apple.


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