Alyssandra Kyles (M1A)
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Although Alys is never opening that door again, her curiosity gets the better of her.
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There are some stories that overlap. It can be really confusing.
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- Part 2 of A Splinter in Space
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 158
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 1
- Hits:
- 31
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A Splinter in Space by Alyssandra Kyles (M1A), Alyssandra Kyles (orphan_account), inneedofacleanslate (M1A)
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Originals (TV), The Vampire Diaries (TV), Twilight Series - All Media Types
26 Oct 2020
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- 14,175
- Works:
- 3
- Bookmarks:
- 1
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Lucius, the snide bastard, loves being in control.
What a shame it would be if someone were to unexpectedly flip that narrative.
Bookmarked by Alyssandra Kyles (M1A)
29 Sep 2020
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Oh.
Bloody. Hell.I knew I could be a bit thick sometimes, but that was bad, even for me. I had been so focused on the books that I hadn’t thought about my surroundings at all. Old-timer cars. The clothes. People’s reactions to my skin tone. Heating systems. The non-existing regulations for orphanages. Those weren’t the eighties. I was in the bloody thirties! In the time of Tom Riddle! And… the boy I shared a room with… was THE Lord Voldemort!!!
Or… would become him.
Whatever.Series
- Part 2 of HP-WIPs
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Granger?
I knew that name. Why did I know that name?
It really DID sound fami-… Oh.
A mop of bushy, untameable hair. Books, everywhere one looked. The obvious lack of other interests.
Oh, wonderful.
I had always thought her a very flat character, with no more use than being the personal library and research assistant of her friends, and what I had seen of her life ‘till now emphasized that conviction.
Bloody. Hell. I was Hermione fucking Granger.
EDIT: Editing the story with more paragraphs for better legibility. So don't be surprised if you suddenly encounter a wall of text. ^_^°Series
- Part 1 of HP-WIPs
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Voldemort was gone, without a trace, at the height of the Second Wizarding War. Fifteen years later, Hermione was lying on her sofa, alone in her London flat with a book and a hot cocoa.
Then Tom Riddle Jr. fell through time and space...into her bathroom, ailed by a never-heard-before magical disease.
So, having nothing better to do, she fucks him.
(Canon until Deathly Hallows, which doesn’t happen)