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    Harry Potter doesn't have to be an Auror to know that gifts from his dear 'Aunt' Bellatrix come with horrific hidden curses. He just didn't expect a trip to a spa to be so fraught with hidden dangers.

     

    Massively AU. Smut and worldbuilding. Please read the tags!


    "I mean," Harry continued, forcing himself to stand straight and not fidget. "I'm not exactly clear on how this works. My Aunt arranged the portkey for me and her letter was… not exactly forthcoming with details. Your—" Coworker? Golem? "— receptionist mentioned something about a Sylvan package, but I missed what that entailed."

     

    "Of course," the man replied smoothly, taking a step closer and lowering his hands as he saw Harry relax. "I apologize for the confusion. The constructs who staff certain positions here are good at their jobs, but sometimes there's no replacement for a human touch." The corners of his eyes crinkled slightly as his smile broadened, the faint feathering lines the only sign that time had touched him. "My name is Tom. I'll be your spa attendant and your masseuse. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Potter."

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    12 Sep 2026

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    Really good!

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    When a Voldemort in his thirties encounters a time-travelling, seventeen-year-old Harry Potter, he makes a dangerous—and hilarious—assumption. He assumes that Harry is his son. And his son, of course, deserves the very best.

    A confused Harry plays along for the sake of self-preservation, but living with his “father” is proving to be intolerable in more ways than one.

    “You are mine,” Voldemort said gently, and smiled when Harry flinched. So the boy did know Voldemort, after all. He knew Voldemort was to be feared. “I will look after you, my own.”

    “I don’t belong to you,” Harry spat, despite his fear. Oh, what a delight he was! He was no cowering, simpering sycophant, like Voldemort’s other followers; no, this child had a spine of steel. Not many could stand before Voldemort without quailing.

    “You are my son,” Voldemort declared. “Of course you belong to me. Your every cell, your every fibre, your every heartbeat. You are mine in flesh and blood and soul. You are mine in magic. And you will not deny me.”

    Now with Chinese, Korean, Russian and Portugese translations, and featuring art by Mona and Hypnodisc!

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    20 Apr 2023

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    Daddymort get a grip, that's your "son"

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    The Dark Lord divines what Harry Potter is in the Forbidden Forest, and revelations lead to incomprehensible consequences. Lord Voldemort has won... and the dystopia is damning.

    A tale of a fallen hero, dark desires, and a Dark Lord's obsession with something he has lost and finds himself unwillingly lusting after: a soul.

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    18 Dec 2023

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    Chapter 64

    Quite dark, tortury in the start, but turns around rather soon and gets quite intriguing and also quite a lot of sex. Mhm

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    What wouldn't I do
    To place my hand against your chest; to feel your heart beating strong
    Your breath is my soul,
    Your pulse is my song.

     

    A story of obsession.

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    12 Jul 2026

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    Slow burn. But so good.

    Reality grounded mostly. And makes sense, and is hair so enthralling

    Chapter 32: great explanation of the statute of secrecy, which is basically aligned with how I look at it already

    Chapter 38—40: Voldemort lore, just like canon
    Also this work is like work, but it's not boring, it's so very good and entertaining and *worth* it. Mwah!

    Chapter 45: ugh, my heart!
    Chapter 46: SPOILER for a happy ending: Read https://archiveofourown.org/works/61844428/chapters/158131630 after:
    "I love you," Voldemort whispered with his mouth against Harry's forehead. “I’m sorry, I’m trying, I’ll be better, I… I love you.”

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    Though he was raised in the Wizarding world without the expectation of a prophecy, without the expectations of the boy-who-lived, Harry Potter still developed a savior complex. After a tragedy he'd endured alongside his parents, his hero complex becomes so dark and twistedly immoral that he creates an alter ego to practice vigilantism and ease his post-traumatic stress disorder. His second identity makes a name for itself and immediately ensnares Minister Riddle's complete, obsessive attention.

    A game of cat and mouse ensues.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    15 mmm
    17 hmm

    "You strike me as someone who can tolerate a great deal of possessiveness."

    "Oh?" Harry inquired dryly.

    "Yes. As long as the possessiveness doesn't become domineering. That's when you buck, and are rather delicious in your ferocity."

    The words amused him greatly. "Are we still talking about magical weapons? Or has this turned into an in-depth analysis of why I'd be a compatible match to a possessive Dark Lord?"

    "Magical weapons, I assure you," Riddle purred. "Though, it pleases me you use the term

     

    28 sweet release

     

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