Harry has his Disney princess moment. Too bad he has it in a room full of Disney villains.
Also, some notes because I want to reserve the actual notes for pointless GIFs:
I’ve made Bellatrix, Andromeda and Narcissa into Walburga’s daughters, and I’ve aged both Bellatrix and Andromeda up by three years just to make things more fun! Basically, to make Walburga push her daughters onto Harry so that Voldemort can lose his shit. There’s nothing more fun than making Voldemort lose his shit, as long as you do it from a safe distance! Don’t try this at home, kids!
Note: harry showing up to a death eater party looking absolutely gorgeous:
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voldemort to all the death eaters:
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It was twenty-five minutes to eight when Voldemort entered Harry’s bedroom from the hidden door connecting their rooms. Harry, who had apparently not been expecting this visit, spun on his heel with his wand already discharging itself into his hand from its holster.
Excellent. His heir was appropriately vigilant.
Vigilant enough to only lower his wand slowly, even in the presence of his own father. His green eyes were alight. Did it matter that they were alight with suspicion?
“Wh-what are you doing here?” Harry blinked at him owlishly. “And where in Merlin’s name did you come from?”
Voldemort hummed and took a moment to appreciate his son, congratulating himself on the ensemble he had selected for Harry. Because Harry was breathtaking.
He was dressed in a subtly shimmering green shirt, tailored from the very bolt of fabric that had been part of their earlier debacle at Tabitha’s shop. The emerald silk set off Harry’s fairness and gave the vulnerable skin at Harry’s wrists and throat the pale lustre of moonstone. A lustre that invited caresses, that invited the gradual undoing of buttons, the revelation of the rest of that glowing skin.
