Please comment on what you think and which Harry Potter fan fiction you would like to see first.

Harry Potter:
1. The Music of the Night
You would never guess, the beautiful dark haired girl was lord Voldermorts daughter. Tenebrae hated her father as much as she hated herself, she was so very ashamed of having such a father. Would you like to go into Tena's world? Would you want to know what happened when she saw her father again, alive and well? Please comment or vote in a poll (I'm making that when I finish this). {7 books}

2.The White phoenix
Phoenix White, the most popular girl in the whole...

This is a crossover fan fiction between the Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter. There are real people in this story as well, celebrities.


"Get up you two lazy bugs! Come on! Taylor! Nordiac!" A tall girl with long, slightly wavy blonde hair shouted across the room. Trying to wake up her best friend, Nordiac Veronica and her 15 year old little sister, Taylor Swift.

Another girl, the same age as the one who woke her up sat up in her bed and stretched, "Coming up Flora, just give me a sec."

Flora walked towards the bed in the middle, and the bed groaned. She rolled her eyes and lifted the covers...

“Simon!” all three of us yelled. We could hear him scream as he fell. A loud thunk was heard after he hit the ground below.

“Ow!” he screamed from the abyss.

Patrick was the first to speak up. “Simon, are you okay?”

We could barely hear him. “I-I think so... I think there're ropes down here.”

Hazel and Patrick looked at me. I shrugged.

Then he screamed again. “Not ropes!”

“What are they?” I called down to him.
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“Snakes!” Soon, his screams died out.

“Simon? Simon!” Hazel yelled down.

No answer. Dead. Gone.

You didn't listen. Your friend will now take my place. The...

You wouldn't want to be me. Or my three friends I guess you could say. Our Fate was terrible. Before I get to that, lets start from the beginning.

Lets see... Oh!

It started on any other day. School was coming to a close (no idea why I had to be there). Anyway, we were walking up to the building. I was sweating to death which was nothing new.

“Max, come on!” Patrick yelled.

“I'm coming I'm coming...”

Simon came up, obviously knowing I'd just got there. “Your paper on a historical place done?”

I looked at him. “Of course. That was the only project I could do correctly.”

“Can I...

Sam's skin seemed to be burning. Then his flesh fell off exposing his wolf animal hide beneath. His snout elongated and his teeth sharpened. The cloths he wore started to tear as he became a beast.

Its like he's a werewolf, Ozzie thought, yet he knew that was entirely wrong. Everyone around Annie and himself were turning into different creatures.

Mr. Belton started to become a crocodile while Mrs. Belton became a snake. Joey from school had a black fur coat and his back slouched forward. He was now a gorilla.

Each and everyone was an animal with human like features such as their face still seemed...

Once the clock said 8 a.m., Ozzie got up and headed to Annie's.

He knocked on the door and she answered.

“What is it now?”

“Let me come in! I got an idea of what might be going on!”

Annie's eyes brightened a bit. “Alright. Come inside.”

Ozzie got inside and they both went to her room.

He told her about his dream the night before.

“So you think the chemical plant, reptiles, and green fog has to do with all this?” Annie asked.

Ozzie nodded. “I think that's what my dream was getting at.”

Annie thought a bit. “Lets wait and see what happens. If we just go out and say, ‘Hey!...

What had just happened? Is Sam alright in the head? Ozzie asked himself as he raced home. He didn't seem quite himself...

Once he got close to home, he noticed some neighbors starring at him oddly. He picked up speed and raced right into the house and locked himself in his room.

Ever since he got back from his vacation, everyone seemed to act strange.

“I must be losing my mind...,” Ozzie said before drifting off to sleep.


His dream was quite... Unique in lack of a better term.

Ozzie was at the old chemical plant. His skin itched and his nose boiled. When he tried to speak, that older, monster-like...

Upon entering Annie's home, Ozzie could see it was somewhat well kept. There was a dirty dish or clothing here or there. A musty smell overwhelmed the room like it belonged at a swamp.

Annie lead him to her room, for she says, “Its possibly one of the only non-contaminated rooms in the house.”

It actually was neater than the rest of rooms. No dirty laundry strewn anywhere, her clothing in the right drawers, and no food boxes strewn out on the carpet.

Ozzie sat down and watched as Annie tried to put a few things away.

“After you came back, other than the smell and how Sam acted, what else...

The next morning, Ozzie didn't miss a beat. He got up as quickly as possible and got ready as quickly as possible. There was no way he wasn't going to see Annie today.

He left the house before his parents could say a word. He was too busy wanting to get to Annie's.

The only problem about where Annie lives is its on the other side of town.

When he finally came up to the old tattered house by the town boundaries, Ozzie knocked on the door.

Soon a tall, light haired girl answered the door. She had emerald green eyes and a serious expression on her face. Her clothing was tattered and ripped. You...

Ozzie stepped out of the car and looked at the house he'd been away from for two weeks. Everything seemed the same. Same shudders, doors, windows, and rooms. The only difference was the smell around the house.

“It smells odd..,” he said to his parents.

“You're probably used to the smell of the cabin. We were there for two weeks,” his father explained to him.

Ozzie shook his head and went inside and up to his room. He jumped onto his bed and sighed. “Something's not right... Maybe I'm just imagining it. I'll ask Sam in the morning. He'll know something.” He then drifted off to sleep....

First day of the warm times. second sun. 10'095'363rd year

When Airune was born he didn't cry or even make any expression at all. he just sat there staring at me. he looked a lot like his dad did when he was born. Catus looked up at me.
"Aznr, is he sick?" she asked.
"No. i don't think he is." I said. "But I'll keep an eye on him. just like i took care of his father and his grandfather and his great grandfather-"
"How old are you?" asked Catus, interrupting me.
"Over one-million," i said. "Older than your great great great great great grandfather would be now if he was still alive. i was one-million-twenty-two...