Cigarette Daydreams- Thomas Shelby x OC || Peaky Blinders / HP Crossover
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Solaris Black, Sirius's daughter can't cope with what happened during the war and losing her father before she even had time with him. War does things to a person, changes them, and makes them do things without much thinking about the consequences.
After finding a time turner that worked by year rather than hours in the family vault, Solaris goes back in time in hopes of saving her father and Uncle Regulus but fate has other ideas.
With no way back home, Solaris finds herself stranded in 1916 during the Great War - alone and traumatized from her past that hadn't happened yet.
Until she meets a soldier in the trenches.
Why did she torture herself like this? One Wizarding war was bad enough but inserting herself in the muggle war? Why because she was lonely?
Sergeant-Major Thomas Shelby swears it was an angel that saved him from that tunnel collapse. He had no memory of getting out but he was thankful he did.
Then his Angel was there, sitting at the bar in a pub in Paris on Christmas Eve. Maybe it wasn't a hallucination after all.
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