Deathly Green Eyes
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  • Reads 199,815
  • Votes 8,439
  • Parts 52
  • Time 16h 33m
Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2020
Mature
"They keep their eyes on the body. They jerked back when it moved again. A small and pale hand went to the blade, and it was retired from the open wound, blood rushing out of the cut; they stayed still as it whined again, a curse parting from his lips. He sat slowly, head hanging forward, face covered by the long locks of black hair dripping the black substance on the floor. The only sound was the drops of black ooze on the marble floor. They walk away from the grumbling body, until one bumps into a table, the wooden object making a harsh racket against the floor.
Hadrian's face turns to them, green eyes shining in the gloomy room like lanterns."

or

Harry kills himself and instead of doing bye-bye, Death throws him back to the past because he is bored.

or

Harry, now Hadrian, is a sweet murdery child and Tom Riddle is a simp
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