The land is dead by the time he arrives, and there will be no more animals left to smell it. - Follows 16 year old Claudia Avalon and Tom Riddle, two Hogwarts students in the midst of a war who fall for each other despite (or because of) their shared penchant for lying, never quite able to trust what the other says. But when Claudia Avalon suddenly loses her memory in an accident, Tom Riddle is the only historian of her own past, forcing him to reckon with how much-or how little-of it he actually has to give back. Tom Riddle x OC

Home is a feeling. © oldreligions Beau Maxwell x F!OC cover by metalbenders

Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you. original work : oc x oc © depaysement 2026

We talk so much of light. Please, let me speak on behalf of the good dark. Let us talk more of how dark the beginning of a day is. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ TOM M. RIDDLE ✶ Cover by @morstern! 2020 © Sainteda

"Are you implying that I am responsible for Voldemort's actions?" Dumbledore's voice had finally turned cold. "No, I'm saying you're responsible for neglecting a young boy! You treated him with nothing but suspicion and coldness, and when he grew up suspicious and cold you took that as confirmation that you were always right about him." "I assume you have a reason for laying these heavy charges at my feet," said Dumbledore quietly. She sighed. "I just think... maybe you should take your own advice and try to solve this problem with love, not destruction. You don't have to destroy a Horcrux. You can heal it." "You speak of remorse," Dumbledore didn't sound impressed. "If I may, I see very little chance of convincing Voldemort to feel empathy for the things he has done -" "Not Voldemort," she interrupted. "Tom." "You are suggesting that we use Voldemort's first Horcrux to reanimate sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle." Dumbledore's tone left much to be desired. ✨Reposting from Ao3 and ff.net!!✨