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Vitae Redux, Chapter 19: The Goblet

Bartemius lifted his head, meeting the Dark Lord’s eyes. Lord Voldemort ripped into his mind without hesitation, gleeful at his servant’s eager acceptance of his presence, passing through snippets of memory, images of the two boys he sought swirling around him. Holding hands in the hallways, smiling at each other over meals in the Great Hall, hidden in an alcove, kissing. Vile, disgusting – Lord Voldemort had never deigned to kiss someone, not when it gave him none of the pleasure he could seduce or force out of others. He flew away from these memories, seeking the one Bartemius had offered.

“… a bit mad, isn’t he?”

Harry Potter and ‘Tom Riddle’ were leaving their Defence Against the Dark Arts class, unaware of the man who shadowed them and hand in hand once more. Voldemort snarled at the sight.

“Yes,” the taller boy sighed, “it certainly seems so. All those years of fighting Dark witches and wizards must have addled his brains. Still, I find it gratifying to know that you can throw off the Imperius Curse – even an accomplished Occlumens can find it difficult to resist the suggestions placed in their mind by the caster. I have to wonder about Dumbledore’s decision to hire him, however.”

“Do you think it’s because –" Harry broke off and glanced around furtively before sliding seamlessly into Parseltongue. “Because Dumbledore suspects Voldemort is coming back?”

‘Tom’ frowned. “You may very well be right, darling,” he replied, stroking his free hand against Harry’s face. “I know for a fact that the headmaster has spies who once were loyal to Voldemort – surely they’ve alerted him to the fact that their Marks are darkening once more. A smart move, all things considered, to employ one of the most feared Aurors of his day.”

“So we’re safe then,” Harry concluded. “As long as we’re at Hogwarts, Voldemort can’t get to us.”

“Darling, I trust your safety with Dumbledore as much as I trust him not to kill me on the spot if he ever worked out who and what I am,” ‘Tom’ replied. “Which is to say, not at all. Now come, we’re late for lunch.”

Lord Voldemort withdrew from Bartemius’ mind, the effort having exhausted him but giving him the information he needed. Harry Potter was indeed a Parselmouth, and furthermore, it seemed he understood the nature of ‘Tom’s’ existence and somehow didn’t mind. How very interesting. Lord Voldemort’s plan had been to kill the boy, of course, but plans were always subject to change.

“You have a new objective, Bartemius,” he said, easing his fragile body back into the armchair. “You will continue as you have thus, ensuring the boy’s success in the Triwizard Tournament. However, I wish for you to also assess Harry Potter’s aptitude and attitude towards the Dark Arts. I wish to know if he can be turned.”

Every time someone makes a joke about Harry being boring I know they're talking about movie Harry because book Harry was UNHINGED

😈 🍓 tom being shorter than harry when they’re kids is so cute help

Harry Potter artworks I’m enormous proud of⚡️🐍

I think it's really nice that Voldemort is willing or even eager to have some down time with Harry...the active dark lord gets a break with his partner and that's really sweet 🥺😟

He's a greedy greedy fool and he will hoard all of Harry's time and attention. He'll take whatever of it Harry will give him and I love him for that. 🥺🥺🥺

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6'6" Voldemort pissing a 5'6" harry off simply because of all the looming he does, so harry ends up sitting on Ron's shoulders everytime he is in the presence of the dark lord. it always takes an awkward amount of time to get up there but it's worth it to be taller than the guy and prevent him from looming so much

I need to read more of this 😩

Forced horcrux

Voldemort is at his absolute weakest and close to death. No more Horcruxes, no followers. Nothing Harry is trying to hunt him down, and wary of how desperate the man is but still not realizing the depth of the mans power, ends up losing to him in simply because the man caught him unaware. Harry thinks this is how he dies, but it isn't to be. Voldemort has learned harry was once his horcrux and in his MADNESS wants to make him one again.

Harry is kicking and screaming and begging Voldemort to stop as he drags some poor victim in to be sacrificed. It does nothing. The true process to make a horcrux is absolute torture to the both of them, but Harry doesn't have Voldemort's desperation.

It is the single most agonizing experience Harry has ever gone through. Voldemort's soul is sewn onto Harry's own (It can fit perfectly after all after the absence of the other one) it is slow and torturous and Harry cries and begs for him to stop until it finally is over, but it is too late. Voldemort, The mad Lord, is holding Harry in his arms like he is the most precious thing in the entire world. He is immortal, and he made sure Harry is too.

With their souls tied together, Harry will never be able to escape the Madness of Voldemort without destroying himself completely.

LET ME HEAR YOUR VOICES HARRYMORT FANS

Cursed idea: The Little Mermaid AU with Lily Luna as Ariel and Voldemort using her to get not only the King's trident, but Harry as well.

Sometimes I see fanfiction that is so good, I'm just like, HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU WRITE SOMETHING THAT IS LITERALLY RIPPING MY SOUL APART FROM THE SHEER BEAUTY OF WHAT YOU HAVE CREATED?

And then I proceed to weep with joy and anguish, simultaneously.