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Forget-Me-Not
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Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2020
Mature
The war is over and Voldemort is dead. 

Harry suddenly begins to have strange headaches out of the blue, and then the dreams starts. The dreams are as real as they can be to him, it is almost as they could been memories.

Long hair he could learn to live with, but bloody wings? that just bonkers. Why could his life never be easy? But could he really denied the blooming feeling of love that had started to filled his whole body and mind at the mere thought about the trickster god? 

But that would be impossible, right? Because his name is not Harald and he does not know anyone by the name of Loki. That, for the record, apparently was his soul mate and let's not forget that tiny detail that he is a prince of Asgard. Harry would have known, especially if he also was engage to said man, which he was not.... right? 

Or: A love story that transcending both time and realms, long lost soul mates finally is reunited in the brink of war.
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"Oh my love," Voldemort sighed. "Aren't you tired of this endless running? You don't look well. All this writhing in the dust like a hunted animal doesn't suit you." Harry struggled against the binds keeping him in place, his breaths coming out in sharps pants as he twisted away from his touch. He's a monster, he reminded himself, forcing himself not to think about how gentle he could be with him. How much he missed his touch. You need to run from him, run far, far away. You are in the middle of a war! "I'm tired of chasing," Voldemort continued, stepping closer to Harry's struggling form. "Of indulging this little game of yours. Let's stop pretending there's anywhere you could run where I would not find you." He paused in front of Harry and knelt down, a hand reaching out to caress his cheek possessively. "Let's stop pretending you want to be anywhere but my arms, hmm?" "Go to hell!" Harry spits, jerking away from his touch. "I'm not yours!" "And that, my love, is where you're wrong," Voldemort said with a crazed smirk. "Nothing, not even death, could keep me from you. You always have and always will belong to me!" |.-.-.-.-.-.-.-| Voldemort had finally won. He defeated the light and gained control over Magical Britain, and in the process, he had lost everything. As he remembers how he met, fell in love with, and ultimately lost Harry Potter, he realizes that in his greed, Voldemort had ruined everything that ever mattered to him. But when new information comes to light, it's a race against time to bring Harry Potter back from the dead and reconcile their relationship or risk losing the love of his life forever... ...Even if it means getting help from what's left of the Golden Trio.
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Nobel mermaid Harry Potter falls in love with Prince Tom Riddle, the last heir to the Slytherin Kingdom, after saving him from drowning. He trades his magic for feet, hell-bent on making Tom his. However, Princess Bellatrix Black stands in his way in his quest for Tom's heart. "He reminds me of the night - of the blood moon setting on the water." Harry swooned, placing a hand on his chest. "He's human!" Ron yelled. "He's a diamond in the rough - a vein of gold in stone - " Harry waxed poetically. Ron slammed a hand over his mouth. "You. Are. Not. In. Love. Get it through your thick skull! Just forget about him and move on with your life." Ron insisted on it. "But I am in love!" Harry defended himself. "You don't even know his name!" Ron rubbed his temples. "That makes it better!" Harry rose abruptly. "He doesn't know mine either!"