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It is a truth seldom acknowledged, that the brightest of beauties may hide the darkest of hearts.
Harrie Potter was no exception.
“Who the fuck are you?” Harrie lashed out, gripping the crumbling stone behind her, hoping to calm her heart which had started beating like crazy.
“My my for such a pretty girl you have got a foul mouth,” the boy said, because she finally could see his face as he walked closer and came to a stop a few feet from her, which Harrie appreciated. For a moment she wondered whether it was a vampire or if she was dreaming, because surely such beauty didn’t exist in the real world.
“I’m Tom Riddle,” he said, voice deep and smooth with a lilting accent to it that she couldn’t place. “I live in that house over there.”
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24 Jun 2026
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Petunia Dursley does not like Harry.
She hates those green eyes, the ones that helped her through her nightmares as a kid.
And maybe because of those damned eyes, she can’t help but love.
Or,
Petunia is everything Harry wanted in a mother, and everything but.
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23 Jun 2026
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Tom Riddle kept everything that was his in a box beneath his bed: a tin soldier, a green marble, three buttons, and a red ribbon stolen from the suitcase of a girl who arrived at Wool's Orphanage on a Tuesday in November.
She was not crying. She was the only one who never did.
He kept her, too. He just didn't use a box for that.
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16 Jun 2026
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“Harriet?”
“Yes?”
“Shut up.”
“Make me.”
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Or, Harriet and Tom are professional duelists, and a match between them gets rather heated. There is no plot other than that Tom very much does not like to lose.
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20 May 2026
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Hadriana Lilith Potter although she prefers Harry (Credit to Aunt Petunia for her dedication to hating her enough to shorten her name to not waste breath on her) is sixteen when she learns the truth of her Family and seventeen she walks away, from the war, from the order, from even her own godfather. She walks away and doesn’t look back, she walks into the abyss of the unknown and makes it her own.
And she's dragged back to the surface. Is it a cage if she is the one who build it?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the rights belong to J.K Rowling or Rita Skeeter.
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27 May 2026