Stories by MicroscopicMammoth

Harry won the war. He got the girl. He thought he was on top of the world. The Dark Lord was dead, his friends were safe, and peace had come. But Ginny saw more. Victory came with rewards—soft lips, eager bodies, and witches who knew how to worship a hero. After all, what was the Chosen One, if not the most deserving man in the wizarding world?

When McGonagall arrived, Harry thought his life was changing—no more Dursleys, no more mysteries. He'd finally learn the truth. But magic belonged to witches. Wizards with magic were myths, men had no power, only servitude. So what did that make him? A mistake? A freak? They thought he was beneath them, bound to stay on the lowest rung. They were wrong.

In a world where magic flows from the taming of mythical creatures, where a curious imbalance prevails: wizards, like Harry himself, are a rare breed, vastly outnumbered by their witch counterparts. As he prepares for the crucial taming ceremony, a devastating attack shatters their world, leaving Harry to navigate newfound dangers, forge unexpected alliances, and unravel a sinister

Harry won the war. He got the girl. He thought he was on top of the world. The Dark Lord was dead, his friends were safe, and peace had come. But Ginny saw more. Victory came with rewards—soft lips, eager bodies, and witches who knew how to worship a hero. After all, what was the Chosen One, if not the most deserving man in the wizarding world?

Daphne Greengrass tries to surprise her husband, Harry Potter, with his favorite dessert, a treacle tart.

Life can be brutal when you're not the protagonist of the story. Can Izuku really survive without plot armor? One-shot. My first attempt at writing. Don't expect it to be a tear jerker.