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    Voldemort had been vanquished by a mere infant. Stripped of his body, he spent nearly a decade clinging to life by inhabiting the bodies of snakes and other creatures, waiting—hoping—for his followers to find him.

    Then, one day, he drifted back into Muggle London, drawn by whispers of the boy who had destroyed him. He hadn’t meant to return, not yet. But curiosity, or perhaps something deeper, pulled him there.

    And that’s when he saw him.

    A scrawny boy with messy dark hair, cornered by a group of jeering children. No protection. Just a child, small and alone.

    Voldemort watched from the shadows, and for reasons he couldn’t quite name, he didn’t like what he saw.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    For the record, Ajax was not at all opposed to being sent on missions as another Harbinger's backup. As long as he was given things to fight and the rest of the tasks were not excruciatingly boring to get through, Tartaglia would comply without issues.

    The actual mission, the actual tasks, the actual experience of being the backup was not the issue here.
    The issue was-

    ...He was the only Harbinger being tasked with things like these. The only Harbinger being designated as backup. The only Harbinger being treated like a class below the rest.

    (Because Tartaglia was rash and reckless and could not be trusted to keep himself safe.
    Tartaglia was to be looked after like an unpredictable rabid animal that only behaved under certain conditions.

    Tartaglia was off.)

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    Or, Childe struggles to understand why the Tsaritsa insists on treating him differently from the other Harbingers, and tries to pretend like his affiliations aren't irrevocably shifting towards the mysterious god he meets in Liyue.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    If anyone sees this sorry. I just got bored studying and couldn't focus so I thought "hey why not make this into an A03 since that's the only you ever remember" I am tired and hate studying with my entire existence. This is literally a tomarry fanfic to help me study. Do not take anything to heart about it. All of the characters belong to author J.K. Rowling not me!

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    04 Mar 2026

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    Learning from Tom Riddle

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    “This is Harry James Potter,” Dumbledore said gravely, “the genuine Boy-Who-Lived.”

    There’s only one thing to do, thought Harry.

    We need to kill him.

    (My take on the Wrong Boy-Who-Lived trope. ♥)

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    03 Mar 2026

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    Gays bro Wonky ahh Story [still luv it tho]

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    Alastor becomes aware of the silence only when his breathing threatens to deafen him, so absurdly loud it's almost bizarre; no longer is he with the cicadas and the gators, no longer is there the buzzing of bugs or the rustle of leaves. He's alone, surrounded by silence and, perhaps the most unsettling thing of all, a darkness so dense he can't even see the tip of his nose.

    He will never again listen to a sudden thought fueled by his drunken mind.

    "How adorable." A rich voice says, sardonic as any Alastor has ever heard before, as if looking down on him even if there are no eyes to do so. Or perhaps there are, hundreds of thousands of eyes, staring at him, mocking him for his foolishness, the shiver in his spine would suggest so. "You didn't think I would respond, little sinner?"

    How does one respond to that? Alastor has always prided himself of never being short of words, being the one that always has something to say —it is, after all, what got him his job as a radio host— but what does one respond to, most likely The Devil, when asked if he thought there would be no answer to his call? Admitting it would be rather rude, wouldn't it?

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    28 Feb 2026

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    Absolutely beautiful