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Based on this tweet: Hermione keeps Ron's memory alive by taking Rose to his grave and telling her stories about him. That doesn't change when she and Draco start dating. The night rose asks Draco to adopt her, he goes to Ron's grave alone for the first time and promises him to always take care of their girls.
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Tom Riddle's stuck on his great novel, until an unexpected encounter at the flat next door gives him some new ideas.
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07 Sep 2025
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Lovely transmutation into no magic, only dark energy
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Four years after Voldemort's victory, General Draco Malfoy plays a deadly game of survival, rebellion, and power. Tired of serving masters who underestimate him, Draco seeks something more dangerous than vengeance - freedom.
When he brings a mysterious and sharp-tongued vampire named Victoria into the fold, tensions explode. She's unpredictable, ancient, and entirely uninterested in fitting into anyone’s plans, except her own. Together, they might just destroy the regime from the inside out… or each other.
This is Draco's rise to power. It's dark, messy and intense. There's no fluff here. No redemptions. Only magic, monstrous love and survival.
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02 Jul 2025
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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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- Part 4 of Tomarrymort Stories
- Part 3 of Daddymort
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02 Jul 2025
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Do you know all those Tumblr posts about “when teen girls do it, it’s fanfic; when old white men do it, it’s classic literature”? This is the fic of those posts.
Yes, it’s crack.