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The tattered memory of Tom Riddle sat on the porch of number four Privet Drive, pressing desperately into the horcrux housed in Harry Potter’s forehead.
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In which Harry Potter is unceremoniously thrust back in time and forced to deal with Voldemort whining inside his head. At least Death had the decency to apologize.
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- Part 1 of The Fanciful Providence of Death
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A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.
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When Hermione was sixteen, she was convinced that her quick wit and competence would be enough to bring safety to those who couldn’t fight for it themselves.
Now, she couldn’t guarantee it for herself.
With her hope ground into dust after Lord Voldemort's defeat, Hermione found herself decades in the past, hell-bent on preventing the devastation looming over the wizarding world.
When her enemies become her allies and her uncompromising righteousness is challenged, Hermione is left walking on the tightrope between redemption and damnation.
Hermione’s jaws throbbed, locked tight as her teeth ground together. Tension coiled in her shoulders, flesh turning rigid to the touch. Her nails dug into her palm, wand scraping harshly against battered callouses. A distinct, phantom crackle of lightning ignited beneath her skin.
She could shred him. Hermione could force his mouth open, wedge her wand between his rotten teeth, stare into the soulless slits of his eyes and cleave him open from the inside. Gut him like the pig he was—she caught sight of herself in the mirror.
(And she would fucking enjoy it.)
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Before he became the name the world would fear, Tom Riddle met a girl who looked too closely and asked the wrong questions. Then she disappeared without a trace, leaving behind nothing but silence and a boy who would spend years searching for what he lost.
This is a villain origin story.
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Hermione Granger has found herself stranded in the 1960s. Her plan was simple: don’t interfere, don’t change the timeline, and stay out of trouble. She intended to make the most of her unexpected exile, immersing herself in the pursuit of knowledge without the distractions of war or expectation. One thing, however, had most certainly not been part of the plan: catching the attention of none other than Lord Voldemort — at the height of his power.