" 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝." In the fog choked streets of wizarding London, where shadows move of their own accord and whispers carry more truth than the Ministry dares to acknowledge, Auror Selene Dacre hunts the kind of crimes that leave no trace, no witness, and no justice. Yet every step she takes toward uncovering the truth draws her closer to a man who seems born of the night itself. Tom Riddle. Calm, meticulous, and impossibly compelling, he walks among the living with a charm that masks the darkness simmering beneath his flawless veneer, a darkness she cannot, and does not wish to, look away from. In a world where loyalty is fragile, and where evil hides behind polite smiles and gilded names, Selene must navigate the thin line between justice and desire, between fear and fascination. For the closer she moves toward Tom Riddle, the more she realizes that the darkness he wields is not something to be fought, it is something that might claim her heart, whether she resists or surrenders. Every encounter leaves them both changed. Every unspoken word leaves a trace. And in the spaces between danger and longing, Selene must confront the possibility that some fires do not warm, they burn, and som

[IS BEING REWRITTEN FOR PUBLISHMENT] ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ || 18+ don't read if you expect soft, out of character Tom. In 1953, one dark prophecy once again emerged; a riddle of power and destruction, of a vessel that would reshape the world of magic. It was said to be a soul bound to life and shadow which, upon its awakening, would crown a ruler who could cast the world into chaos. When dark wizard and now Professor Tom Riddle, aged 27, reaches the clue of the prophecy that may alter his search for power in the wizarding world, the clues bring him to Belarus, to the prestigious grim Vodyanaya Academy of Magic steeped in ancient secrets. Among the students, one stood; a 19 year old witch, Vespera Smirnova, unconsciously strong and attached with nature mystically, yet unaware of her ancestry and fulfilling all characteristics described within the prophecy. Posing as a teacher, Tom enters the academy for the sole purpose of finding out the truth and claiming this power, which he believes is his destiny. But the deeper he goes, the more the prophecy unravels, threatening to change not only his plans but the fate of the magical world itself. - art by lessiedraw.ou ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You know him as "He Who Must Not Be Named," or in other words, Lord Voldemort. I knew him as Tom Riddle, and this is our story. Tom Marvolo Riddle- Slytherin, charming, ambitious and a prodigal student. Sage Sallow- Slytherin, ambitious, bookworm and what could be considered as his best friend. It is the start of my fifth year. Hogwarts is my home but there's one person who has always made it feel that way. Tom Riddle my best friend, my confidant, my partner and my equal in more ways than one. He matches my intellect and understands me in a way no one else ever has. Maybe it is because we relate to each other or maybe because we share a lot of views either way our paths have been intertwined since first year. And you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way. A Tom Riddle fan fiction of his last few years at Hogwarts will there be twists? Will there be turns? Who knows read and find out. 😝 🥺LIKE, VOTE AND COMMENT🤭 Some of the plot and the main character Sage are MY original ideas please do not copy all Harry Potter characters and some of the plot is JKR's I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING RELATED TO HARRY POTTER. Can be read as a standalone. But if you want more head over to book 2 🤭 ❌READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED❌ Enjoy reading 😏

Alana Potter, Harry Potter's older sister, finds herself haunted by vivid, recurring visions of a man drowning in a dark, watery cave. Initially dismissing it as mere dreams, she soon realizes they are far more significant. The man in her vision is Regulus Black, the enigmatic younger brother to her godfather, Sirius Black, who was presumed dead decades ago. Alana uncovers the truth behind Regulus' fate: his betrayal of Voldemort and his attempt to destroy a Horcrux led him to be trapped in a cursed cave. Despite her fear, she feels an unshakable pull to save him, not only because of her connection to the Black family but also due to the feeling that she has to know him.

一𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 the students of the past watch the fates of their children ────۶ৎ──── ❝She doesn't belong to me. 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗬𝗘𝗧. But Merlin help the poor soul who thinks she belongs to them.❞ ──── ۶ৎ──── 𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗨𝗟𝗨𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗫 𝗢𝗖

Winnie Potter had once been warm-full of laughter, always trailing after James and Sirius like a second shadow. But everything changed the moment the Sorting Hat whispered Slytherin. Her bond with them cracked, then broke. She became the black sheep of the Potter name, a stain on their legacy. They stopped looking at her the same way. Eventually, they stopped looking at all. But in the shadows of Slytherin, she found something else-not redemption, but belonging. Her new friends and family who held her hand when no one else would. Love, in quiet looks and cruel loyalty. Peace, in secrets. It wasn't what she thought she wanted. But maybe it was what she needed because, If the light casts you out, are you wrong for choosing the dark? (I started this when I was like 13, and just now decided to continue it. The writing gets better after chapter 3-4. Please bare with me guys. Also, there might be some small grammatical mistakes in the book because English isn't my first language)

Elodie Wood is the textbook definition of the perfect Hufflepuff. In her sixth year she finds herself growing closer with Remus Lupin and his friends, and finds her world being expanded little by little.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . aviva danes was everyone's dream girl, except his. james potter was her best friend, and nothing more. he was pining after lily evans, not her. it was never her.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐑𝐀 ━━ Nepenthe (Noun), A medicine for sorrow. It is a place, person or thing, which can aid in forgetting your pain and suffering. (Sirius Black x F𝖾𝗆!oc) Marauders Era I own the the Gaunt Family, some other OCs, and their storylines. All else belongs to JK Rowling.

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