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When Lily and James heard that their son could be one able to defeat Voldemort, or die trying, they, with the help of Dumbledore, immediately began to research ways to ensure his safety.
They manage to find a ritual able to strengthen someone’s connection with magic, theoretically making them stronger, but doing it to a still unborn child had a much stronger outcome than any of them ever expected. -
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“Such ego,” Harry breathes out shakily, though his voice trembles with strain.
Riddle grins, and with deliberate intimacy brushes a finger along Harry’s cheek, the touch soft and horrifying in equal measure, “Whatever happened to you, Hadrian…get over it. I’m going to be so much worse.”
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Harry Potter dies, and Hadrian Peverell survives. Tom Riddle is just what comes next, or perhaps, what was always there.
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In a previous life, Harry Potter almost had everything. Using the Hallows and making a dangerous deal with Death itself, he had managed to find love in the company of two people he thought were his enemies. While it destroyed him in the end, he vowed he would find them again in the next life.
Now, reborn at the beginning of the endless cycle of his life, Harry has made yet another deal with Death as he uproots everything in the Wizarding World in the name of his selfish love.
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The one where Harry Potter is obsessed with Draco Malfoy and Voldemort, going to extremes to get them to fall in love with him.
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- Part 2 of This Endless Cycle
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Harry Potter, 23, omega, menace.
Voldemort, 130, looks 30, acts 300, a sweet old man who looks like sin, thinks forehead kisses are risqué.
Harry’s plan?
Seduce the nation’s hottest retired alpha using elder care, joint tonic, and strategic pie placement.
His visits are anything but innocent. Voldemort remains oblivious. -
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“Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”
“Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now”.
And Lily Potter stepped aside.
Voldemort stared at her.
“... Is this some sort of trick?” he asked softly.
“No". Her voice was flat, lifeless. “You already killed James... If you let me live, then you can have Harry”.
Voldemort’s lip curled - not in amusement, but disgust. His own mother had died for him. Pathetic, yes, sentimental and foolish - but she had chosen to die so that he could live. Lily Potter wasn’t even choosing to care. Surely the child of prophecy deserved a better mother than this! Even he could give the boy to a better family to be raised right!
Voldemort slowly reached down and picked up the child.
He was still staring at him. He was still oddly silent. His eyes were still the colour of the Killing curse and brimming with power.
Yes, Voldemort decided, that was exactly what he’d do.
"You belong to me now" he whispered.
And with a crack like thunder, he turned on the spot, vanishing into the night.Or, the one where Harry Potter is raised by the Lestranges and it goes more or less how you would expect.