Imperium - t.r.
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Last published Tue, May 3, 2022
In 1943, Anastasia De Meath (an old frenemy of Tom Riddle) has been recruited to the Knights of Walpurgis. As the threat of Grindelwald grows each day, Dumbledore finds little solace. Little do they know that Tom has bigger plans for the future. (This is the rewrite of my previous Tom Riddle fanfiction under the same title)
Warnings:
- Profanity
- Mild Innuendos
- Romance
- Gore and Violence ⚠️
- Toxic Relationship⚠️
- Mentions of Suicide and Self-Harm ⚠️
Note: If you are going to comment, please keep it PG. POLITE constructive criticism is welcome. I will hopefully be able to publish a new chapter every week. Also, for plot reasons, the opening of the chamber is happening in Tom and Anastasia's sixth year.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe, which is owned and created by J.K. Rowling. I only own my original characters.
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