lightingina_bottel
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“Is that a child?” Voldemort says, incredulous, abruptly yanked out of his murderous mood.
“His name is Teddy,” Harry Potter near-growls. “He’s mine. You’re not touching him.”
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27 Aug 2026
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Moody reclined in his chair, his prosthetic scratched over the floor. “What year is it, Riddle.”
It wasn’t phrased like a question, maybe that was why Tom finally answered.
“September.” Tom clipped out coldly. “1942. You know this.”’
Harry inhaled so sharply he choked on his spit. He hurriedly turned away, hacking and wheezing as he nearly asphyxiated on his own saliva.
“Yeah,” Moody grimaced with a slight disgruntled noise hidden in his tone, “that’s a problem.”Or
Tom Riddle, 15 years old, in the middle of the London Blitz suddenly finds himself in a future with no allies, resources, information, and everyone he knows treats him with enough restraint to not murder him on the spot. It takes a lot to truly ruin a human being, to rot them so thoroughly even fruit flies avoid the stench. Tom doesn't want this bullshit, Tom only wants to-
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27 Aug 2026
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Ursa takes her children and she runs. She finds home in a place where she is untouchable, and so are her children.
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22 Aug 2026
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"So sorry, Papa. You'll take away my Nintendo now?"
To his surprise, the corners of Wainfleet's mouth curved upwards in a smug little smirk. He blew a small bubble, but it ruptured prematurely. His tongue snaked out to scoop the thin veil of gum back into his mouth. Pink on pink. Glistening.
Quaritch had no idea why exactly this small series of motions caught his attention, but they did.
He had no idea that him hyper focusing on Lyle's mouth for a fraction of a second would - further down the line - lead to them laying askew in the soft green grass high up in the Hallelujah Mountains, watching a herd of wild direhorses graze, his head resting in the crook of Lyle's chest and armpit as Lyle would rake his fingers through his hair absentmindedly and Quaritch would wonder just what in the Brokeback Mountain was going on here.
No idea whatsoever.
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02 Aug 2026
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In 1933 Alastor manages to summon a demon with a rectangular, glowing head who keeps staring at him like he can't decide between tearing him apart and worshipping him at his feet.
Meanwhile, Vox just blew up himself and the entire universe and suddenly stands before a second chance. He simply has no idea what that second chance entails.
In other words: The demon Vox and human Alastor time travel roadtrip fic that spiralled and suddenly gained a plot
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