HJP to Remember
Favourite Harry Potter fics- well written, enjoyable, 100% would recommend, would like to find these again, but don't want to bookmark them.
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“He has a point though, Ron.”
“Who, Harry? Of course, he’s right! Just look at what they’ve done.”
“No, not Harry, Malfoy. What he stands to gain through his inheritance is very important to Wizarding society." Hermione placed her book back on her lap, thumbing the curve of the spine as she spoke. "You’ll stand to gain quite a bit too, Harry. Or so I’d imagine. The Potter name is an Ancient and Noble one as well."Just one conversation can accidentally dig up a long-buried secret. When Harry goes to find out his inheritance, he discovers much more than he can imagine.
Just who is Harry Potter and did he ever really exist in the first place?
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The fiasco that is Harry's life could be summed up in two words — Avada Kedavra. Those words have haunted him for as long as he can remember, endangering him with their very existence. He'd resigned himself to a life without a soulmate, to pain and sorrow... but then the Blacks happened. Or, one Black in particular.
Whose idea was it to let a Black woman invent time travel, anyway?
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Harry's life post final battle isn't what he expected it would be, and then he dies, just like that.
He gets a second chance but forgets to read the fine-print, and ends up somewhere in the distant past while his body suddenly looks quite differently.
Now he's stuck as a teenager attending Hogwarts again, where he encounters an old enemy, and surprise, it's not Tom Riddle. All Harry has to do now is survive long enough to build a life for himself that's actually worth living.
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He’s not going to have sex with a twenty-year-old Tom Riddle. He won’t sink that low.
“Hm. Not even for twenty-five Galleons?”
Harry swallows. That’s a lot of money. It should be enough to finally afford that new coat he will need for the winter. And yet, Harry hesitates. He can’t risk changing the future. He still hopes he will, somehow, find a way to return to his friends. It’d be stupid to risk that just because he doesn’t want to freeze.
But why should Riddle sleeping with some whore change history? That’s ridiculous.
“Alright,” Harry sighs. “But only if you pay for the room.”
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- Part 1 of Touched
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Horror strikes him down where he stands, then. He sways, stumbles to put his back to the living room wall. Harry is woozy in disbelief, watching the two words slashed into his chest in livid red just like the scar on his forehead. ‘AVADA KEDAVRA.’
He knows those words, the first he can remember, his earliest memory. It feels like he hasn’t breathed in minutes. When he comes back to the moment, he finds that perhaps he hasn’t. Harry gasps for air like a fish does for water, and doesn’t find it. His back has slid down the wall somehow and his hands grip his head, hair clenched in fists.
Then he realizes he’s actually panting, a ringing in his ears, blocking out whatever it is people are saying to him. Hermione crouches in front of him where he can’t possibly miss her, palms settling gently on his knees.
“Harry,” she’s saying. “Harry, it’s going to be alright.”
How?
How can it ever possibly be alright again?
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In a world where the first words you ever speak to your soulmate appear once both soulmates have turned seventeen, Harry receives a bit of bad news.
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In which Harry fashions himself into a war bride.