forget me not

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Letters to Tom Riddle. I died by your hand. I returned and in each word, I remember you.All Rights Reserved

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Spiralborne: The Rise of Caelum and Noctus by _Angelica_Thompson_

Harry Potter was never just the Boy Who Lived. He was something ancient. Something remembered. Something waking. When Hogwarts whispers that Harry is the Heir of Slytherin, they don't understand how close to the truth they are-or how far they've underestimated him. As fire spreads and fear deepens, Harry becomes less a student and more a storm. But he's not alone. Tom Riddle-Lord Voldemort-feels it too. A pull. A bond. A memory that aches. What began as enmity twists into something greater: love, yes-but also prophecy, power, and the rebirth of a forgotten magic. Together, they become Caelum and Noctus, names from the Spiral-the oldest magic the world tried to forget. Together, they will unmake fear, challenge gods, and rise not as tyrants but as the truth behind the legend. Some call them monsters. Others call them divine. The Spiral remembers. Now, so will the world.

Harry can't remember anything of the past few months. Death eaters everywhere are still out for her blood, and her only chance at surviving rests in the two strange boys that saved her life for some obscure reason. She knows that she cant trust Tom Riddle or Regulus Black. But the lack of viable options lures her into accepting their help anyway and spiraling into a world of discoveries that make her question if, perhaps, she was better off not remembering at all.

"𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠." "𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐛." "𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞, 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚-𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩? 𝐎𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠." Tom Riddle x OC

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Harry Potter was never just the Boy Who Lived. He was something ancient. Something remembered. Something waking. When Hogwarts whispers that Harry is the Heir of Slytherin, they don't understand how close to the truth they are-or how far they've underestimated him. As fire spreads and fear deepens, Harry becomes less a student and more a storm. But he's not alone. Tom Riddle-Lord Voldemort-feels it too. A pull. A bond. A memory that aches. What began as enmity twists into something greater: love, yes-but also prophecy, power, and the rebirth of a forgotten magic. Together, they become Caelum and Noctus, names from the Spiral-the oldest magic the world tried to forget. Together, they will unmake fear, challenge gods, and rise not as tyrants but as the truth behind the legend. Some call them monsters. Others call them divine. The Spiral remembers. Now, so will the world.

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