Harry Potter Chess Scene Script

In a world where life is just another pawn on a bloodstained board, Hermes rises—not for glory, but for vengeance. Betrayed and left with nothing but scars and silence, he returns to the shadows with one goal: purge the game from within. But this is no ordinary war. In a city where power wears suits and corruption hides behind luxury, every move is a calculation, every ally a risk. Beneath the neon lights and velvet masks, the true game is not won with bullets—but with strategy, sacrifice, and sheer will. As secrets unravel and enemies blur into allies, Hermes must answer the one question that haunts every master of the game: Who really controls the board? "Blood Chess" is a ruthless descent into the criminal underworld, where brilliance is a weapon and survival is checkmate. One wrong move, you lose everything. One perfect move, you own the board.

This is not a novel it's just a compilation of scenes and ideas that came to my mind. I just wanted a place to keep them. So, I wrote them here. You are welcomed to read if you want too

Dumbledore: "I would like to formally invite you to serve as the defense against the dark arts professor at Hogwarts." MC: "Ehh me? Take post as a professor of Defense Against The Dark Arts!?"

Harry Potter was Sorted into Slytherin after a crappy childhood. His brother Jim is believed to be the BWL. Think you know this story? Think again. Year Four starts on 9/1/20. NO romantic pairings prior to Fourth Year. Basically good Dumbledore and Weasleys. Limited bashing (mainly of James). patreon.com/Deepak_fanfic

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.

He was the industry’s darling. Until they turned on him. Framed in a scandal he had no part in, actor Xiao Zhiyan is forced into silence. Betrayed by the system, cast aside by the media, and abandoned by the people who should have protected him, he chooses to walk away. But walking away doesn’t erase the past. Especially not when Wang Siyuan—the man who once made him feel safe—is suddenly standing across from him again. On set. In character. In conflict. Now, years later, they’re cast as enemies in a historical epic. On screen, they trade power plays and sharp lines. Off screen, they navigate a fragile past, a buried truth, and a love that was never meant to survive. Zhiyan wears his mask well: calm, composed, untouchable. But behind the performance is a man still bleeding from wounds no one sees. And Siyuan? He’s done pretending he doesn’t care. In a world that values silence over truth, what happens when two actors finally go off script?

Can you use people like chess pawns? Can you control people like a game of chess? Can you kill people with ease? You can't—it's okay, because anyone who can isn't human.

Shu Osamu is a "delinquent" student, often playing hooky and skipping classes. But he has a secret that he wants nobody to find out. He actually loves romance movies, shows, manga and novels, despite his appearance. When he was skipping one day he finds two people pacing worriedly around what looks like a film set. He gets curious and decided to check it out, only to be dragged into the filming of the Film Club! Yo so i be writing this thang in my past time and shi so expect low quality grammar and plot bruh cus no proofreader ong The lenght on this one might be short too like fr cus this shi is experimental and all AND ALSO ALSO this shi goonna be like a rom com with no lemon!!!!!!11!!11 Just like thos ones in manga or sum shi, this thang gon be pure asf ong ts pmo

After being cast out of the Sichuan Werewolf Academy, the rebellious young wolf Julian Zhao Xin had no choice but to live with his clueless stepmother, Bai Lan, while his father, Shi Diwen, the respected Pack Leader of the Iron Fang Clan, led missions deep into the wild territories of Yunnan. Things only got worse when Julian found out Bai Lan was moving them back to her old hometown — a quiet village surrounded by thick bamboo forests and hidden mountain trails. Julian couldn't wait to be free. The full moons were drawing near, and with each passing night, the call of the wild inside him grew louder. The last thing he needed was to get dragged into small-town pack politics and someone else's family problems. Meanwhile, Venus Lin Yue had her own battles. She had learned the hard way that wolves she cared about could leave without a second glance. She had poured everything into becoming the best healer and doctor in her pack, studying medicine under the strict supervision of Zhao Wei, the village's elder medic. Winning the scholarship to the National Werewolf Medical Academy in Kunming was her dream, her ticket to a better life beyond the mountains. But her path shattered when her boyfriend, Gao Tianyu, the pride of their village and once a trusted future alpha, betrayed their trust by joining a rival pack from the Black River Clan. His defection weakened their pack's honor, leaving Venus humiliated and lost. Now, Venus needed a new plan. She needed strength, allies — and maybe even the help of a wolf who didn't believe in rules or loyalty to anyone but himself: Julian Zhao Xin. Julian was trouble. Everyone in the village could see it. His aura was wild, his golden eyes rebellious, and during the first full moon after his arrival at his stepmother's small village, he shifted alone under the pale light, refusing to join the pack's sacred ritual under the Stone Moon Shrine. Even the Beta, Li Tao, and warriors like Chen Feng, Wang Yu, and Sun Lei kept their distance. The High Elder, Gao Wen, warned Venus. "A lone wolf like Julian will bring nothing but chaos. Be careful, Lin Yue." But Venus wasn't afraid of chaos anymore. Chaos was already inside her. If she wanted to heal others beyond the village, to leave behind the betrayals and broken promises, she had to risk everything — even her pride — by trusting a wild wolf like Julian. Maybe, together, they could stand against whatever fate had plans.

Having lost the war at the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry is sent back in time to 1976 to avenge his friends and family. With the help of members of the Potter and Black family he will attempt to combat the Dark Lord on a new time line, and get a chance to live a life he was deprived of in the future, but how far will he go to protect the ones he holds most dear? HarryXOC. Slytherin. )))))))))))))))))))) Disclaimer I do not assert any ownership over anything. J. K. Rowling owns everything.

In a quiet corner of the city, Alexei, a young chess prodigy, becomes fascinated by Mikhail Tal, the legendary "Magician of Riga." His admiration turns into obsession when he discovers a dusty old chessboard in an antique shop. The board becomes alive, revealing Tal's triumphs and his demons, such as the weight of sacrifice, the darkness of obsession, and the haunting solitude of a man who gave everything for the game. As Alexei faces opponents who feel more myth than man, he wonders if he is chasing greatness or being hunted by it. The game of kings and a legacy of shadows is a tale of kings and the boy who must decide how far he's willing to go to become a legend.

Years after the Second Wizarding War, Harry Potter is once again pulled into the shadows of the unknown when a whisper from the past—Sirius Black's voice—echoes through his dreams. A cryptic message leads him back to the Department of Mysteries, where the mysterious Veil, long dormant, begins to stir once more. But the Veil is not just a boundary between life and death—it is a prison, holding an ancient entity the Founders once sealed away with blood magic. Elsewhere, a girl named Aurora Black, a descendant of Salazar Slytherin hidden from the world, begins to unlock uncontrollable magical powers and terrifying visions. As students at Hogwarts uncover a room of prophetic mirrors, and an ancient Ghost Registry reveals names once erased from time, the past begins to bleed into the present. The key to saving their world lies in a long-forgotten pact, a group of hidden guardians, and a reluctant generation of young witches and wizards—including Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy—who must uncover the truth behind the Echo Lord before the Veil unravels completely. A tale of legacy, forbidden knowledge, and echoes that refuse to fade, Harry Potter and the Veil of Echoes bridges the living and the lost in a battle to remember what magic was never meant to release.

"If you could rewrite the world… what would you sacrifice?" Daisuke Seiji never dreamed of becoming a hero—let alone a god. He was simply a folklorist, living a quiet life in a secluded village called Keredupan, where time moved slowly and the morning mist drifted like the breath of the ancestors. Amid the whispers of trees and the echoes of old tales, Daisuke found peace. He believed his role was to preserve stories, not create them. But fate had other plans. One cold and damp morning, he discovered an old book in the abandoned archives of the village library. The Empty Tome, he called it. No title, no text—just blank pages that seemed to wait for something. When he wrote a single sentence on its paper, the world changed. Not in his imagination, but in reality. Rain fell for the first time in weeks. A house that had burned down the day before stood whole once more. The tome was a tool of creation. With his pen as a weapon, Daisuke could shape the world as he pleased. He began to write more often—erasing people’s wounds, extending sunlight, curing sick children. The world seemed brighter, kinder—at least on the surface. But every sentence had a price. No blood, no tears—only something more subtle: memories. Bit by bit, Daisuke began to lose himself. The names of loved ones faded. The warmth of his first summer vanished. Even fear—something that makes humans cautious and wise—no longer lived in him. He was becoming hollow, like the pages he had once found in that book. Meanwhile, the world he reshaped began to crack. The city of Bronze Bastion, a bastion of civilization that rejected myth and narrative, began to collapse from within. Rationality could no longer explain a reality that kept shifting. And from the mists of the Mighty Forest of Death, forgotten and discarded stories began to stir. Failed legends and abandoned fairytales clawed their way back—demanding recognition, and revenge. Out of the shadow of that madness came a terrifying figure: the Shadow Scribe. A reflection of Daisuke, born from every memory he had sacrificed. It was the part of him that refused to forget, the part enraged at being used. The Shadow Scribe didn’t want to change the world—he wanted to erase it. He sought to write one final, perfect story: a world without feeling, without flaw, without humanity. Now, Daisuke stands on the brink of ruin. He knows that writing one more sentence might cost him the last pieces of his soul. But to stop writing is to let the world collapse under the chaos he created. Torn between the will to save and the urge to surrender, he faces a choice only someone with hope—or the courage to admit their mistakes—can make. In a world where narrative doesn’t just live, but hungers, a single sentence could be salvation… or the end of everything. This is not just a tale of imagination and the power of words. It’s a story about the cost of creation, the fragile line between human and god, and the scars ambition leaves behind. It’s about the courage to remain human—even when the world demands you become something more… or something monstrous. "This world doesn’t need a god. Just a pen… and a mad young man willing to rewrite everything."

A SCRIPT FOR LOVE When Oscar-winning actress and billionaire entrepreneur Seraphina Lark jets off to Korea for her next blockbuster, the last thing she expects is to come face to face with him—Rafael Lee. Mysterious, brooding, and undeniably magnetic... and the one-night stand she was determined to forget. Now, forced to share the screen—and the spotlight—for the next six months, Seraphina must navigate sizzling tension, buried secrets, and the ever-watchful eyes of the media. But behind the glamour and gossip lies a dangerous question: is this just lust from the past… or a love that’s been waiting to shine

When danger and death were spread, and life became a crime, the prophecy was born and because of it the living abandoned him and handed him over to death. When he felt betrayal and sadness and received death, he inherited after his death the legacy of history. This is the story of Nayathan Merlin Harry Potter twin, the strongest magician in history. ——————— This is a loyal fan writing of Harry Potter I hope to support me

Years have passed since Voldemort's fall. Hogwarts stands, rebuilt and stronger, a beacon of magic in a world slowly healing. A new generation arrives, among them a seemingly ordinary girl named Elara Blackwood. Elara carries a secret, a whisper of a prophecy foretelling a legacy greater than Harry Potter's. She's sorted into Ravenclaw, where she quickly befriends the studious and skeptical Liam Finch, and the fiercely loyal Maya Rodriguez. Their first year is filled with the wonder of learning, the thrill of Quidditch, and the subtle undercurrent of something… different. Strange occurrences plague the castle – whispers in the corridors, objects moving on their own, and a chilling draft that seems to follow Elara. A forgotten chamber is discovered, its walls covered in cryptic runes. Elara begins to experience vivid dreams, visions of a dark force stirring.