The (Bloody) Art of Courtship

Tom's hogwarts career was proceeding exactly as it was planned, until it wasn't.
After all, not having received his mark yet, Tom didn't know if the mysterius person sending him way-to-accurate courting gifts was actually his soulmate.

But, as the presents became more perfect, and his birthday was nearing, he couldn't help but hope that they were.

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If you also found it on ao3, don't worry, it's my account as well, I'm just cross-posting.
(on the same account there is also a rewritten and translated version of another story of mine, that I wrote years ago, if you're scared I plagiarized it)