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Harry remembers this face projected on the screens, splattered with blood, handsome and unforgiving like so many Careers before him. Devoid of emotion as he cut down his opponents with distressing efficiency. Deadly.
“You’re Tom Riddle,” says Harry. He states this as a fact.
Tom’s gaze narrows in on him, raking over his face and body like Harry is a tiny moth pinned to a board. “That I am. District One. I will be your mentor for this year’s Games.”
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- Part 16 of duplicity's One-Shots
- Part 11 of duplicity's Shorter Works
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Harry felt something touch both sides of his head, gripping it tight enough to be uncomfortable, but not so tight as to hurt — or perhaps he was so used to pain that it didn't register. This time, he did try to scream, but the sound came out muffled, eaten by the darkness as soon as it emerged. The thing around his head grew warmer. When it was hot enough that he thought it would leave his skin red and raw, the first images started flashing in his mind.
They appeared faster and faster, one image after another, flickering in front of his eyes. When the last of the images faded from sight, the darkness was back to being just that — dark. The feeling of not being alone was gone, as was the heat around his head. All Harry was left with were the memories of a life he hadn't yet lived, and the sneaking suspicion that things would never be the same.
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When Harry is 10, Death visits, leaving behind memories of what things would've been like without intervention. What will change with this new knowledge? Everything.
A somewhat slow-moving, cozy fix-it fic spanning all 7 years. Officially complete!
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In the Wake of Mourning by PeppermintOil (PreciousLadyAthena), PreciousLadyAthena
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
22 Jun 2024
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Harry is grieving Fred's death along with the other Weasley brothers.
He is one of them, but at the same time, he isn't.
He belongs, but he's also an outsider.
So is Percy.
Grief does strange things to smooth over old grudges.
Perhaps they can help each other feel things again?
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It’s just Harry’s luck that the long-awaited identity of his soulmate turns out to be a dead man. Or…is it? If Snape is really dead, why is Harry coughing up flowers?
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02 Jul 2025
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Hanahaki
A ridiculously beautiful fic; Harry is a selfless, self-sacrificing, conniving bastard and fool lol