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A horcrux did not stop one from aging. Oh it slowed it down, that wasn’t indisputable but if Lord Voldemort wished to live forever, he would need something far more substantial.
Horcruxes alone, he had long since realised, were not perfect. The soul was tethered, yes, but the body still yielded in its slow decay. Rot had no master, only time.
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There was something wrong with Harry Potter.
At first, no one noticed. The boy grew as he ought to grow, small and underfed in Privet Drive. But there was something, deeply, off kilter about him. The Dursleys not only locked his cupboard door on a night, but also their bedroom doors as well. Not because of the magic, though they feared that too, but because sometimes the boy watched them at night, eyes glinting in the dark when they forgot about the cupboard....
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A teenage vampire seeking his Sire. His loyal dog. Dead rats. And a babysitting Barty Crouch Junior.