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    dance with me at the end of time by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    23 Sep 2021

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    He goes back to the Gryffindor dorms with a vial — one of his own, he wouldn’t dare to touch Snape’s vials, wouldn’t dare to steal from him — full of a transparent liquid, much like water. This would do the trick, this would end the pain he’s feeling.

    He’s going to drink it before going to sleep. But… something. He doesn’t, halts just as the vial is inches away from his mouth.

    He rips a piece of paper from one of his notebooks, writing down:

    -Your name is Harry Potter.

    -You were born on July 31st, 1980.

    -Your parents, Lily and James Potter, died when you were a baby, so you won’t meet them.

    -You’re a wizard.

    There are many other things he doesn’t want to burn inside his head when he drinks the potion, but he doesn’t write them. These are enough.

    He drinks the potion.

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    maître-de-mort by Anonymous

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    20 Jul 2026

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    A human. It was a real, living, breathing human. When was the last time he saw a human? It had to have been just before Earth’s destruction. Trillions—no, quintillions—of years had passed since Earth was consumed by the Sun, and yet here was a human, alive and well. A human, standing there before him under a soft, blue sky.

    Earth. He was back on Earth.

    The Master of Death couldn't help it. He laughed.

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    Left in darkness at the end of time, the Master of Death had been waiting for Death to finally reap his old soul. That is, at least, until he fell through a black hole's event horizon and woke up in Petunia Dursley's garden.

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    22 Dec 2025

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    I am obsessed.

    24.9.26: you think you know where this is going and then get hit in the face yet again. Unbelievable. I wish more chaps continue because this has me so intrigued.

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    The Historical Importance of Runic War Warding in the British Isles by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    31 Jul 2021

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    After losing Sirius at the Department of Mysteries Harry is left abandoned, lost and alone with her uncaring relatives for the summer. She somehow finds herself sharing dreams with Lord Voldemort who quickly discovers that she is his horcrux, changing the terms of the game between them forever.

    Because not only is she a part of himself that he is now determined to reclaim, but thanks to the terms outlined in a centuries old will she is also the key to him claiming his birthright and conquering Magical Britain once and for all. And nothing is as seductive to the abandoned as someone who truly wants them.

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    17 Sep 2022

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    sometimes they are just so ridiculous but i just cant help but adore them all the same.
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    ~"What the fuck?"~ Apparently she'd shocked Voldemort enough he'd abandoned english altogether, and the raging pink on his ears was starting to spread ever so slighty to the tops of his perfect cheekbones. The earlier rage was gone like it had never been there, replaced by some unholy combination of confused mortification, angry defensiveness, and something else which she couldn't quite pin down but felt distinctly... hesitant. Vulnerable.

    Fuck, her fangs were throbbing.

    Drunk on bad decisions and deciding, as always, to go double or nothing, Harry pushed the invisibility cloak back over her shoulders and hooked one arm around his neck, pulling him down so his stupid too-tall self was hunched awkwardly over her. Both of Voldemort's hands were braced on either side of her, their faces only a hands width apart, and she reached out across the desk to tangle their fingers together.

    ~"I said you were cute when you blushed monster."~ Harry cooed, smiling with half-lidded eyes and the ache in her misbehaving fangs easing as they descended into full view.

    Caught off guard Voldemort gasped at the sight, a sharp intake of breath he forgot to control. Harry wanted to hear it again. The air between them was so godsdamned warm that it felt hard to breathe, and everywhere they were touching felt electric. Red eyes wider now and almost glassy, he was locked onto her bared teeth like a deer in the headlights as the familiar burn of acid filled her mouth. But despite the warning signs his own lips were parted just like hers, exploratory flicks of his tongue drinking in the scent-taste of her venom in the air which made his pupils blow out until the red was just a thin circle of hell around them.

    ~"Harry."~ He said, the low rasping hiss of her name making something low in her belly tighten. ~"What are you doing?"~

    ~"I don't know."~ She replied dreamily, vision hazy and more than a little distracted by the pulse she could see fluttering rapidly in his neck. Her own tongue flicked out just like his had, filling her mouth with the overpowering scent-taste of him which she could usually tune out. Not now though, not with every one of her senses dialled up and needle sharp, a barely leashed tension simmering under her skin.

    He was a dizzying mix of sweat, the rosemary and vetiver oils he used in his hair and the sweetened bergamot of his favourite tea. But under it all was the distinct, unmistakable scent of snake, musky hints of old venom and scales on sun-warmed stones. It might have been Nagini, but Harry knew somehow that it was all him, just as much as the static ozone smell of his magic was. Fingers tightening in the silky hair at the nape of his neck, the heat from his body made her want to curl tightly around him and never ever let go. Fuck, she felt like she was drowning in him.

    Still leaning over her but pointedly not moving, Voldemort was either unaware of or flat out ignoring her distraction and kept on talking. ~"What do you want right now Harry?"~

    Still completely scent-drunk Harry sighed, letting go of his hair in favour of tracing the elegant lines of his throat with her nails instead. ~"Think I want to bite you monster."~

    This declaration made him shudder, and Harry had to dig her nails in to make sure he didn't get any funny ideas about running away. It would be kind of fun to chase him if he tried though, wouldn't that be something? But he must have gotten the message because he froze, barely even breathing, and as much as she was a little disappointed she was mostly just pleased.

    ~"I don't think that is a good idea little horcrux."~ He grit out through clenched teeth. ~"Not now."~

    Harry blinked lazily, thoughts feeling like they were being dragged through honey, and somehow managed to lift her eyes up to meet his. ~"Why not?"~

    By now Voldemort's own fangs were out, and he seemed to be barely restraining himself from something if the coiled tension in his shoulders was anything to go by. Harry couldn't hold back a low, approving hiss at the sight of his submission to her, which only made his breathing harsher.

    ~"Because you should never start something you cannot finish."~ He said, apparently reaching his limit.
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    It's 2026 now and I still miss you

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    The Minister's Magical Matchmaker by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    12 Jul 2025

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    The Department of Magical Affairs tries to boost interdepartmental morale with a new enchanted matchmaking service that pairs people up for casual “Ministry Mixers.” Most employees treat it like a joke.
    Until Harry walks into the atrium and sees his name—in glittering red ink—next to Tom Riddle, the most uptight man in government.
    Worse, Tom sees it too.
    Even worse: the spell can’t be removed unless they go on three official Ministry dates.

     

    Tom is mortified. He is the Minister of Magic. He doesn’t date, much less get matched with his longtime political thorn-in-the-side.

    Harry thinks it’s hilarious. And he's very enthusiastic about going on these "mandatory dates." Maybe too enthusiastic.

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    Harry Potter and the Greatest Show by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    26 Jul 2022

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    The last real thing Harry remembers is standing across from Voldemort and watching the killing curse fly at his face.

    Then he visited a fluffy white limbo that somewhat resembles King Cross Station and instead of choosing to move on or go back he does something else entirely.

    And wakes up in his cupboard on the morning of Dudley's eleventh birthday.

    Because that makes sense.

    (No. No it doesn't.)

    But Harry is going to roll with it anyway.

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    quite possibly one of my favorite time travel hp fic, seriously.

    19.9.26: god i miss this fic.