Prediction & Obsession || a T.M.R fanfiction

Prediction & Obsession || a T.M.R fanfiction

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 19, 2026
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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Seraphina Ashcroft possesses a gift she was never meant to inherit. And it is unravelling the very fabric of the future. In a lineage governed by strict, almost sacred order-where true sight manifests but once in a generation-Seraphina sees what she should not. Not only harmless glimpses, or trivial omens, but fragments of something profoundly unnatural. Blood. Death. A soul... divided against itself. And at the center of it all, Tom Riddle. Obsession. "You see what I will become," he tells her, his voice quiet, unwavering. "And yet... you're still here." As the truth reveals itself in full, Seraphina comes to understand a far more disturbing reality: she is no longer merely an observer of fate. She is woven into it. Into him.
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❝𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓎 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒.❞ There are stories hidden within Hogwarts that even the ghosts refuse to tell. One speaks of the Soul Mirror, an ancient and forgotten form of magic, born only once in centuries. A soul destined to reflect another's, bound by a connection that neither time, distance nor death can sever. Aveline Morrowyn never believed the legend... until it chose her. Her soul is inexplicably tethered to that of Tom Marvolo Riddle, the brilliant prefect everyone admires and the boy no one truly knows. As whispers of forbidden magic echo through the castle and darkness quietly takes root beneath polished smiles, Aveline is forced to confront a terrifying truth. Some people are not meant to be found. They are meant to be survived. Yet the closer she comes to unraveling the mystery behind their bond, the more impossible it becomes to tell where Tom's darkness ends... and her own begins. Because the cruelest part of fate was never binding her to Tom Riddle. It was allowing her to meet him... before the world called him Lord Voldemort.

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