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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36322609/chapters/92133940#workskin - im horrible but i don’t mind

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/18232334/chapters/97235388#workskin
          last updated 9.5.22
          By day, Harry works as a lowly assistant to his boss: the cruel, controlling Tom Riddle.
          
          By night, he lives, breathes, and writes fanfiction. And when he's not writing, he's obsessing over the work of his favorite Ao3 author: Lord_Voldemort_.
          
          So, of course, it’s only a matter of time before Harry gets caught reading Voldemort’s latest fanfiction at work… by none other than his boss.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/7502151/chapters/17052891?view_adult=true 
          The Dark Lord divines what Harry Potter is in the Forbidden Forest, and revelations lead to incomprehensible consequences. Lord Voldemort has won... and the dystopia is damning.
          
          A tale of a fallen hero, dark desires, and a Dark Lord's obsession with something he has lost and finds himself unwillingly lusting after: a soul.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/18364346/chapters/43483331
          Sirius was gone, and Harry's world was crumbling through his fingers. All he wanted was a little peace, just a moment to himself.
          
          Maybe it was a wish come true.
          
          Maybe it was just the machinations of a strange little witch and her enchanted locket.
          
          When Harry found himself, now fifty years in the past, on his birthday he doesn't question it too much.
          
          He just take the opportunities set before him.
          18/? - last update 18.2.2022

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https://m.fanfiction.net/s/8913361/1/
          VICTORY DAY - 
          The crowd was ecstatic, people were cheering at the top of their lungs. There was a long procession and triumphant music in the background. Everyone seemed so happy.
          
          Padfoot lifted me on his shoulders, so I could see what was happening. I looked all around and I saw a couple kissing (Eww...), two friends sending each other the biggest grins they could make, their arms around the two girls between them. I saw another little boy who, just like me, had been placed on solid shoulders. He looked like he was about three years old and was clapping on his father's head as the man was swinging with the music. There were merchants making their way through the crowd and selling candy, balloons and toys. Confetti was thrown in the air and raining down on the pavement. It looked like a scene in a fairy tale.
          
          I was eight years old, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, I was loved, I was happy.
          
          And then it all came crashing down. My godfather looked up to me and made a sign with his finger to ask me to bend down to him. When I did, he said in a voice of barely controlled fury:
          -We're not here to have fun, Harry. This is serious! Look at the man in the middle of the procession. Remember his face well. You are the Chosen One, and he is your prophesised enemy...
          
          LOVED THIS SM - COMPLETED

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/20704793/chapters/49183289
          Harry Potter has been hiding in plain sight all his life, since he carries the soul-mark of Minister Tom Riddle on his arm—and a fulfilled soul-bond will double both partners’ power. His parents and godfather are fugitives, members of the Order of the Phoenix, and Harry is a junior Ministry official feeding the Order what information he can. No one, least of all him, expects Harry to come to the sudden notice of Minister Riddle, or be drawn into a dangerous game of deception.
          39/45 
          last update 15.2.22