Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)

TOM RIDDLE | Hellish version of the Triwizard Tournament | Dark Romance | Durmstrang | Enemies to Lovers | Enemies to Allies | True Narcissist Tom Riddle | Found Family trope | Actually evil MMC | At Durmstrang, power is the only currency that matters. Hunter Kakaroff has spent her life sharpening herself into something unbreakable, something worthy of her own brutal expectations. But as the Triwizard Tournament looms, Hunter faces a different kind of trial. The Tournament is not a game, not a spectacle, but an old and violent tradition, meant to forge champions. As Hunter navigates it, she must contend with enemies both seen and unseen; her rival, Samuel Abbott; an unlikely ghost from the past, the suffocating expectations of her family, and the unrelenting glare of Tom Riddle who will use any excuse as a means for violence.

I knew the moment I first kissed him, that he would condemn me, that I would drag myself through broken glass for him. I just was not sure if he would stay long enough to pull the jagged pieces out. I never imagined that instead, he would push the shards deeper. Deep down I knew it was useless, that there was no way I could change his mind, but at the very least I had to try. "I guess I was just another pawn in your game of chess," I muttered dryly, missing the way his eyes flashed crimson. He sat up and roughly grabbed my chin, forcefully tilting it up so I would look at him. "You were never a pawn," (tom riddle x oc) warnings: violence/language/deaths/mature themes/

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 1940ꜱ, ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏꜰ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴄʀᴀꜰᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅʀʏ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ʜᴏꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ-ᴛᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ, ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀɪꜱᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴡᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛ. ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴀʀᴇ ɢɪꜰᴛꜱ ʙʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴡɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴀɴᴄᴇ. ᴛᴏᴍ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ-ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ ʀᴇꜰᴜꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴꜱ ɪᴛꜱ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ ɪɢɴɪᴛᴇ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏɴ.

Battle of Hogwarts has ended in catastrophe and annihilation, with the dark side winning in ascendancy and glory. Harry Potter has fallen. Everyone around Ivy has fallen. She has no choice but to go back in time and get rid of the cause of it all, no matter what way, for she has a promise to keep. Is she the key to salvation? ❝𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦❞ | COMPLETE | First time writing + fic. (Also available on AO3)

❝ an invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break ❞ [criminal minds] [spencer reid]

Always an angel, never a god anakin skywalker / prequels © saturnsokas, 2022

"From a very young age he realized it was good to have someone to vouch for you, to believe you were good - especially if you enjoyed doing bad things." Tom Riddle couldn't love. There was no changing that, but was it possible for someone to love a boy as twisted as Tom? Gwyn Phi loved Tom Riddle all her life, from infants in one crib to the day he left for Hogwarts and never truly came back. From Wools Orphanage to the Battle of Hogwarts, Gwyn and Tom's relationship set an unimaginable story in motion, touching lives across decades. One Muggle girl can't change Tom Riddle - but he sure did change her. A NOTE: This book was started before "The Cursed Child", and will continue as I had planned it before the play came out. I have read the story, and if you have, please refrain from posting ANYTHING that may spoil it for others. Thank you in advance, and please enjoy! (July 31, 2016) Cover by @julietsgf Disclaimer: certain dialogue and plot is from J.K Rowling's original series. I do not own Harry Potter, its characters, or any dialogue I have borrowed, simply used it for creative growth.

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}