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Adulting by any other name would still be a proper bish. Rose is struggling to keep up at St Mungo's, Al is mending a broken heart and Malfoy... well. Malfoy's a prat. A good looking prat, but a prat nonetheless. They're all doing their best and failing miserably.
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Draco wakes up in his bed after the war to see he’s eleven years old with the knowledge of what the future holds. Wanting to set things right, he does things a little differently. And by different, it means becoming friends with the Golden Trio, and falling in love with the one and only Harry Potter apparently.
역사는되풀이된다 (Korean Translation) by Repello
历史重演 (Chinese Translation) by silentolddriver
История повторяется (Russian Translation) by pink_peach03
A história se repete (Portuguese Translation) by zGodWangXian
History Repeats Itself; HPDM (Thai Translation) by blueribbongirls -
wolf like me by sassywriterchick
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan
12 Oct 2021
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He knows she’s a demigod the moment she sat down next him in the lecture hall, blonde curls swaying and those judgmental gray eyes glaring holes into his skin. Turns out, she probably had figured out he wasn’t exactly mortal either.
You tended to be very perceptive if you were apparently the daughter of an all knowing wisdom god.
Oh, how he hated children of Athena.(or percy is a god and annabeth definitely doesn't like him)
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06 Sep 2019
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A Delicate Subterfuge by FrostedGemstones22
Fandom Avatar: Legend of Korra, Avatar: The Last Airbender, The Selection Series - Kiera Cass
07 Jul 2026
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24 Jun 2019
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“I must say, from the women I’ve had in my chambers.” His voice was low and rough as his native Wu spilled out in what Katara considered to be a patronisingly slow pace. “None of them have been quite,”—his hand dropped to touch her knee, sliding up, up her thigh. She tensed, tried to ignore the fear pulsing in her ears; the heat seeping from his hand—“so”—she clenched her teeth but kept her eyes locked on his—“interesting.”
He had snatched her dagger out of its sheath. (Zutara Assassin AU)
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17 Jun 2019