In the wake of Sirius Black’s death, a young sorcerer rises as the Lord of two Great Families. Harry Potter must balance his magical education, political responsibility...full summary inside, powerful 'Grey' Harry

Summer after 4th year. What if James and Lily HAD survived that night? How will Harry react? Features SLIGHT dark Harry.

Kidnapped, Nuitari Hawking is brought to Hogwarts by a man who claims to be his godfather. The still amnesiac Harry now finds himself in the middle of the Wizard-Elemental conflict, all the while Voldemort is gaining power.

AU: "By Merlin, Albus! That boy must be moved!" What if Dumbledore took Harry away from no.4 Privet Drive, with its perfectly pruned shrubs and colour co-ordinated flower beds, to somewhere he could call home...

AU: What if Harry grew up neglected by his parents? What if he had been kidnaped by Voldemort and raised as his dark heir? Read and find out!

Harry returns to Privet Drive after 4th year and finds it...empty! What do you do when you can't go to your friends for help? Additional Story Notes FYI: a. AU Summer before Fifth Year Fic, b. Not particularly fast paced.

A new dawn, a new day. In a now peaceful world, Harry Potter likes to watch the dawns. Battle weary and betrayed, he is finally enjoying life in the Muggle world. However the wizards haven't forgotten the Boy-who-lived and want him back.

Abandonned by his guardians, Harry Potter vanished from existence. Years later, a young man graduates from one of the most elitist and secrete Magical schools and makes his way through Magical societies. Fate or Fatality? Ancient Greeks called it Anarkia.

When Harry turned 16 the one thing he did not expect was to be summoned to Gringotts to become Head of two old and powerful Families, become an Ambassador for the Goblins, and get engaged. (let alone engaged four times)

A letter causes Harry to learn some surprising things about his lineage, a different twist on the usual Harry in Azkaban story line.

[Forlorn Saga Tome II] 'And yet, here I am, forced to endure what dreams may come and fight with friend and foe alike. I know not which is which, they know not which am I'. Horris