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Ever since Harry had lost his memories, it was difficult for him to make sense of what was real and what was not. Luckily, he had his boyfriend to guide him. His boyfriend, Tom Riddle.
(What Harry didn't know was that Tom Riddle was not his partner.)
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30 Sep 2024
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Harry steals from the wrong people and finds himself left for dead with a bullet in his skull.
Except he doesn't die.
And now, he has an infamous criminal organization called the Death Eaters hot on his tail, determined to correct that mistake. Even worse, the group is led by a deranged kingpin named Voldemort, who seems to think trying to kill Harry is the best fun he's had in years.
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04 Feb 2025
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no amount of therapy can help by The_wig_is_a_metaphor
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
23 Jul 2023
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The entire internet is aware of occultist youtuber Lord Voldemort's infatuation with niche content creator JustHarry.
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09 Jun 2025
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After a stressful week at work, Harry is tasked with a last-minute errand—delivering important documents to Minister Riddle’s home on a Friday night.
Inspired by StolenViolet’s Minister Riddle and Assistant Harry artwork.
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31 Mar 2025
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A Prick of the Tongue Upon the Spindle by beetaker
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
04 Feb 2025
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On the night of Harry's eleventh birthday, she dreams a wonderful dream of sulphur and brimstone, as though she is descending down a spiral staircase in the oven-roasted centre of the earth. The way is dark and treacherous, as there are no handrails with which to steady herself, and no light by which to see. But the air smells warm and heavy, like burying her face in fresh mulch and breathing in life and the smell of sweetly rotting strawberries. And there is something else alongside Harry, some weighty presence following her, looming over her so she will know she is not alone.
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04 Feb 2025