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When Hermione Granger decides that the only way to stop Voldemort is to go back in time and love the evil out of him, Harry Potter laughs. Then he agrees.
Harry Potter wakes in 1928 with an accidentally age-regressed Hermione and a half-baked plan to change the course of history. He suddenly finds himself with two small children to raise—one of which has the potential to grow into a Dark Lord. Living under a new name and building a quiet life in 1930s Godric's Hollow, Harry’s singular focus becomes raising his children with love and affection.
As political tensions rise and long-buried legacies awaken, Harry finds himself entangled with Lord Arcturus Black III—who might be everything he ever wanted, if he can just manage not to hex the posh git first.
Time travel/reincarnation. Found family. Courtship rituals. Domestic fluff. Pretty-swift-not-really-slow-burn romance meets magical chaos, with a cast of precocious children, looming Dark Lords (cough Grindlewald cough), and at least one snake who may or may not be a prophet.
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21 Dec 2025
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"We have to get into Malfoy Manor," Hermione concluded, frowning at the parchment they were using for their plans. "Damn. How do we even get in there?"
"Actually," Harry piped up…
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20 Dec 2025
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There is something crawling in Harry - deep under his skin, burrowed in his chest, hidden in between the gap of his ribs, and since Voldemort decided to resurrect himself a few weeks, it hasn’t fucking left him alone.
You would think he has enough problems, with everything going on.
. . .
You should try journaling, the voice suggests for the fifth time, and Harry considers screaming.Or,
Human horcruxes are not a thing and do not exist. Until Harry Potter, of course. And so, like most things when it comes to Harry Potter, who is to say where the goddamn limit is. As in, when Tom Riddle’s current home (diary) is destroyed, he tries to hitch a ride with the nearest host available: the tiniest sliver of his soul hidden in the kid that just killed him. Two years later, Voldemort is resurrected, and suddenly Harry Potter has to deal with a random voice taking up space in his thoughts, and, oh, he’s also gotten re-sorted into Slytherin, because clearly his life was not complicated enough already.Or, how abused traumatised kids really can win with the power of friendship and found family and no one is ever really alone.
Fuck JKR. TERFs are not welcome here.
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20 Dec 2025
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A human. It was a real, living, breathing human. He stared, eyes bulging. 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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20 Dec 2025
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With a sound like a giant bubble bursting, Harry vanished – ripping a chunk of the fence and the earth beneath him into a swirling void.
Dudley and his gang froze, staring at the empty space where the other boy had just been – confusion clear across their faces.
Harry Potter had gotten away.
(Far away, in the humid forests of Albania, a shadow of a man – a mere sliver of soul, the faint spectre of the once-feared Lord Voldemort – felt a violent pull on his magic. He could not resist – could not fight it. In an instant, he was drained, erased, and snuffed out like a candle.
Thus, one prophecy found its end, while another – far away and elsewhere – had only just begun.)
Or: Harry never apparates to the top of the school roof in a feat of accidental magic. Instead, he rips through time and space and – after a few twists and turns – lands squarely in the metaphorical lap of a Dark Lord in his prime, becoming Voldemort’s least favourite plot twist.
Tom, however, eventually comes to appreciate the pint-sized troublemaker he has been saddled with.
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- Part 4 of My Harry Potter Story Vault
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20 Dec 2025