#no voldy au

[billsbae]

harry might look like james with lily's eyes but the took his attitude and character from either his papa regulus, uncle barty and uncle moony (he's the reason mcgonagall wanted to retire)

#harry potter is THE child #harry potter #harry james potter #harry james black #harry james potter - black #headcanons #headcanon #the marauders #barty crouch jr #regulus black #jegulus #remus lupin #uncle moony #uncle barty #everyone lives au #no one dies #no voldemort au #no voldy #hp #jegulus raising harry #pandalily #pandalily raising luna

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Tomarry AU where Harry remembers his past life. The life where he and Tom were together. The life where he and Tom were a team, they fought together — did everything together; they were partners. Tom was Harry's first love. But then Harry dies.

He slowly starts getting his memory when he is four. And then it fully returns to him when he is ten. (They didn't have magic in his past life, no — the only thing Harry knows about what he has is a type of magic or special power; and isn't that so cool? Tom would love it, he has always been a fan of superheroes or villains but anyway.)

So now, imagine Harry Potter who used to be known as Harrison — (harry didn't know his last name; he was an orphan even back then) — who is still mourning his lost love and life he lost at only 23; finds out that the killer of his parents and the dark lord in his new life is no other than the reincarnation of his dead lover. Imagine him, standing in front of Tom Riddle (they share the same name what the fuck) with a basilisk hissing beside him and realizing — that Tom doesn't remember him.

#ive been playing around w this idea for a while #like imagine a reincarnation au #where one gets his memory back #and the other doesn't or hasnt YET #(yk maybe voldy did #he was born years before harry?) #maybe tom riddle will remember him #or maybe not #maybe this is a harrymort au #where slowly but surely voldy will get his memories back #or maybe harry will. have to kill him 😭 #this has so much angst potential guys #tomarry #harrymort #tom riddle #harry potter

[yumeurl]

i love toms thought process like the guy just gets tunnel visioned alot. starts petrifying and even killing muggleborns and he just doesnt realize that the school will be shut down for the danger and incompetence and he will have to stay at his orphanage again. dont make him watch any series his hyperfixation will be detrimental to everyone involved including himself

#au where tom/voldy stops his power/death fixation cuz he had an even bigger fixation in a muggle series he accidentally stumbled to #idk the series i wasnt born in his era #i love him everything unrelated just disappears in his mind #hp #tom riddle #rambles

[littlewinnow]

When making fun of your godson backfires.

#wolfstar #drarry #remus lupin #sirius black #dw harry Remus gotcha #sketches #no voldy au? #I FOROGT REMUS SCARS NOOO #myart

[department-of-landing-strategies]

Something, something, Percy witnessing his his uncles lose a fight with death eaters and not being able to do anything as a five year old child, something, something, Ron witnessing the light leave Percy's eyes after Percy loses a fight to He-Who-Lacks-A-Nose in the shrieking shack after reaching the shrieking shack while trying to look for Harry.

#percy weasley #ron weasley #if percy fought voldy in the battle of Hogwarts the most likely place they would fight is the shrieking shack #meanwhile snape is just dying in the background of the fight #au where percy died against a fight with Voldemort #maybe he saved fred maybe molly lost two sons instead of just one that day

[squid1442]

Harry is fighting with his boyfriend because Mr Riddle wants world domination. Not very girlboss of him tbh.

(The signature is my ig lmao)

#tomarry #tomarry time travel #time travel au #au #hogwarts #voldy #voldemort #tom riddle #harry potter #ship art #digital art #harry potter au #my art

[sneverussape]

snapetober 2022 - hidden injury

—

“is he dead?”

“for merlin’s sake…draco! you mustn’t touch him! he might be cursed!”

“professor!”

“first diggory, then potter, and now professor snape—!”

“parkinson, stop crying this instant, you’ll bring the bloody baron round!”

“he’s breathing, isn’t he? oh circe, oh merlin, mordred, and morgana…”

“it must be some sort of hidden injury…i saw him stumbling on the way back from the forest.…”

“you don’t think it’s—mummy wrote me yesterday that…you know…it was tonight.”

“you mean…”

“but why would the Dark Lord want to hurt him? he’s one of us! it doesn’t make sense!”

“pansy, you great bloody cow, keep your voice down!”

“but he…if the Dark Lord came back like potter said…and i know my parents had written about…well. something hinting at it. why would he…why would he hurt professor snape? what about…what about our parents?”

“…”

“…you lot, shut it. i’m trying to listen to professor snape’s breathing.”

“it’s the cruciatus, i’m sure of it. see how he’s shaking?”

“there’s no cure for the cruciatus!”

“i know, nott, shut up. listen, we’ll bring him to his office to lie down properly, and wexler and i will keep an eye on him until the breakfast bell. if it gets worse, i’ll send for pomfrey.”

“leggy, you couldn’t!”

“she’s a slytherin! of all people she’d be the most help, and she can keep our secrets far better than the old coot of a headmaster…here, malfoy, give the professor some room, will you? wipe his face…good man.”

“i could have sent for the elves at the manor…to help…but…”

“no, if the Dark Lord did this…it’s not safe. just make sure the professor’s warm. we’ll move him in a bit.”

“leggy, you really think…do you think…”

“shut it. never breathe a word of it outside of this room, any of you, you hear? for now, we will watch and listen. if the Dark Lord is back, and is responsible for this…one thing’s for sure…we take care of our own, understand? within hogwarts.”

“including professor snape.”

“especially professor snape.”

“enough now, leggy. zabini, shuffle over here and give us a hand. steady the professor while i levitate him. malfoy, scoot over. who was the swot that keeps breaking the wards on the professor’s office?”

“i did. just yesterday. it was pretty difficult that time. the professor was pleased, i think.”

“walk ahead of us and get it ready. mind your wand movements, hear?”

“i’m not a bloody first year, wexler. i heard you spent a month in the infirmary when you first tried to break the wards.”

“better you than me. now get a move on. i don’t want to use too much magic on the professor while he’s still…unwell.”

“malf—you aren’t coming to stay up with us. you’re a bloody fourth year. the professor will have our heads!”

“i don’t care, i’m coming. he’s my godfather. he wouldn’t dare fail me in potions for this.”

“no but he’ll give you detention for skipping curfew intentionally. you lot should have been in bed hours ago.”

“just walk, leggy, so we can set the professor down and let him rest. he can yell at me when he wakes…and i hope it’ll be soon.”

“on your own head be it— oh, merlin. greengrass you did not just melt his office door.”

“we’ll you did tell me to get it open.”

“the rest of you lot get back to bed before i assign you all detention with trelawney and hagrid. we’ll let you know how the professor is later. and none of you better be late for breakfast because of this or i’m assigning you all additional latin translations.”

#snapetober 2022 #snapetober2022 #my art #my fic #snape #hp #godbrat!draco #au #idk what this is it suddenly became un-angst the minute the kids all started speaking lol #and yea it takes place within the slytherin common room #anyway it’s an au because the kids start getting suspicious of voldys intentions from the get go #this was the moment the scales fell from their eyes #and they start questioning voldys motives (in secret) #wexler and leggy are seventh years #lol those names just came to me

[racfoam]

omg, i NEED super old man voldy in your muggle AU.

I love that AU , it's so unique, and i LOVEE the characterisation of voldy in it <33

and your writing in the snippets!?!?

AMAZINGG!!

have a good day or night Rac!

Heello, anon.

I totally get you, anon, super old man Voldy is... 👌👌

Also, it's like you're a prophet, anon, because after I sent that Muggle AU I then made another Muggle AU where Voldy is an old man as in he's in his 70s as he was in the last canon book and I really like the concept so myb I change it up that he's older in the original Muggle AU I wrote...

I'm glad you loved the Muggle AU and Voldy's characterisation in it, I loved writing him! <3

I'm happy to hear you love the snippets!Thank you, anon! ❤️❤️❤️

Here is an Old Man Voldy description I wrote for that 2nd Muggle AU literally a day after writing the first Muggle AU. Most is pretty much the same setting-wise, he's just in his 70s— his canonical age difference with Harry— instead of his 50s.

***

-> First Meeting

A tall, elderly man with a head of tidily brushed grey hair sat on the chair. His pale face was striking, well-aged. He had pale lips surrounded by complimenting age lines, and clean-shaven cheeks. His frame was unnaturally tall and morbidly skeletal, with long, slender fingers and aged palms.

Dark brown eyes with a red hue lifted, moving to settle their gaze on Harry upon her entrance into the room. They settled on her scar. Recognition momentarily flashed inside the eyes. They changed their light, black orbs expanding hungrily.

If an old man could be called drop-dead-gorgeous, Harry would describe this elderly man as such. He painted a picturesque image of old age, as though he belonged in one of the portraits of royalty and long gone, elderly conquerors, commanding a captivating and powerful presence. 

Harry knew, by laws of nature, merely a few lucky people with good genetics could end up good-looking at an old age of seventy-four. Voldemort was one of them.

-> Old Man Voldy going on a murder spree? More likely than you think.

“Shame,” said Voldemort detachedly, staring down at the guard's unmoving body without a single flicker of emotion. “I thought he’d struggle more.”

Blood dripped down his long fingers. Frowning, he wiped them on his prison trousers, painting the grey fabric with traces of red.

-> Voldemort hunting after Harry

Come on, Harry. thought Harry to herself, hating how cowardly she was, hiding under the sink, clutching the kitchen knife like a lifeline. He's an old man. How fast can he be? You can outrun him. Don't be a coward.

The cupboards continued opening on the other side. If Harry was going to make a move, she needed to do it now. Otherwise, Voldemort would find her.

Come on, Harry. Come on, Harry!

Before she could lose the feeble wisps of courage she gathered, Harry lunged out of the cupboard — she heard Voldemort crow in delight — scrambled up and ran for the open doors, toward the light-filled hallway.

She managed to reach it, running out into the light, but she heard bare footsteps following after her, so she grabbed a box filled with glass milk bottles and threw it over the doorframe on her way out to slow Voldemort down.

Glass shattered, loud and echoing through the empty halls. There was no time to stop and look if the glass did the trick — Harry turned a corner and ran.

-> Voldemort catches Harry (Gore, Violence)

“Yes, you're young,” he whispered against her ear. “You're fast. You're agile. You even have good instincts.”

Harry cried out as Voldemort twisted her arm further. The knife — her only defense, her only weapon to keep him at bay — slipped out of her grasp, her fingers releasing it, overwhelmed by the pain shooting up her nerves.

It fell to the puddle under the heavy torrent of the rain.

“But you lack the most important thing.” whispered Voldemort, his wicked voice slithering over her skin like a deadly serpent. “Experience.”

“You heal people, Harry. I hurt them.” It was a monstrous, terrible growl at her ear. Voldemort was too heavy for Harry to get him off. He sat on her back, and she had to endure it, endure it until he was satisfied, until he killed Harry, too... “You know how to heal them, I know how to hurt them.” Voldemort picked up the knife from the puddle. Harry stopped breathing, and she bit down on the sob trying to claw its way out of her breasts. “I know what veins to cut, what bones to break. Though, we both know what organs a human can’t live without...”

Harry shivered. The rain was drenching her skin, drenching her clothes. It was heavy and merciless, the raindrops hammering on her body like hail. It felt so cold...

“So, you are faster than me.” concluded Voldemort, like he was a university professor whose students finally came to the conclusion he wanted them to. “That means I can't have you running.” 

The knife slithered adoringly down Harry's leg. 

This time, Harry couldn’t help it; the fear was too great. A dry, desperate sob slipped out of her mouth.

“Shhh,” cooed Voldemort, drawing his free hand over Harry’s nape; his fingers were warm and smooth. There was a slight wrinkle to his palm. “It’s all right. I’ll just stab your knee, darling.”

The rain slithered a wet path down Harry’s neck. Paired with the pattering of the rain, Harry heard the rumble of  faraway thunder.

Voldemort pressed his face into the back of Harry’s head. He lowered his entire body over Harry, his chest pressed against her back. His hair and face was wet from the rain, pressing into Harry’s dark tresses. The rain no longer plummeted against her back, but Harry would have rather had the rain than the entire press of Voldemort's body along her back.

The rain continued falling. The knife settled over Harry's knee. Despite the jeans over it, Harry knew they would be torn through with the force of the knife’s thrust.

Harry whimpered again. 

“Shh,” crooned Voldemort, his voice at her ear, his body everywhere. Revulsion spread through Harry like the rain drenching her clothes and skin.

Cold. So cold.

Voldemort didn’t draw the knife back. Instead, he plunged the blade into the skin, thrusting it deep, tearing through denim, flesh, and into the bone.

The roar of thunder covered Harry’s scream.

Warm blood dripped in the cold puddle of the rain.

The knife retreated, and the agony in her knee enhanced tenfold, pulling another pained scream from Harry. 

The pain was too much. Harry started to weep, hot tears joining the cold rain on her drenched face.

“It’s all right.” Anger and terror boiled through Harry at the sound of the voice. “I know it hurts. You did so well, Harry.”

Harry wept, crying like a scared child. She couldn’t feel her right knee, only a stabbing, burning pain inside it. 

“My brave girl,” he cooed, his voice clear through the sound of the rain. Then, he bent down and kissed the crown of Harry's head.

A dry kiss on her wet head.

Voldemort got off of Harry, then bent down — Harry wailed when he picked her up into his arms. 

She was shivering terribly.

Thunder flashed across the sky, painting the lines of Voldemort’s face, momentarily casting him in terrible light.

Harry’s heart momentarily stopped at the sight. Voldemort brought Harry to his chest; it was burning warmth there. Pressed against his warm body, Harry eventually stopped shivering.

Under the rain, Voldemort walked toward the car, carrying Harry, leaving blood in his wake.

***

Thank you for the ask, anon! Have a good day/night! Sending love ❤️❤️

#asks #tomarry #tomarrymort #harrymort #female harry potter #muggle au #old man Voldy! #serial killer voldemort #my writing

[loneamaryllis]

So I was talking with @racfoam about her Harrymort Muggle AU, specifically this one, and I said I'd write Harry giving Voldemort a blowjob while he holds a knife to her throat.

And I did. Here:

The cold floor bit into her knees, but Harry was more concerned about the edge of the blade that was currently caressing her throat. Cold and sharp, it gently pressed into her skin, meandering up and down, the fine tip of it digging in, then moving on, in a repeating pattern.

Voldemort smiled down at her, his eyes glowing red in the light of the fire roaring in the hearth behind her.

"Good girl," he said, because Harry wasn't fighting, and Harry wasn't running.

No, Harry was kneeling before him, and though she hated every second of it, she was obeying him. She didn't want that knife to sink into her again.

"Undo my belt, Harry."

The knife emphasized the order with a little nudge, the blade rasping across her pulse point. Harry reached for his belt and opened it. The rigid line that was Voldemort's erection was very visible in his dark trousers, the bulge straining against the fabric. Harry really didn't want to be at eye-level with it.

"Take my cock out."

...unfortunately, she didn't have a choice.

She had seen his cock before, but she had never been this close to it, and it had never been erect. It was substantially thick, the shaft red and engorged, the tip nearly purple, and crowned with a small bead of liquid. A small shiver went down her spine, half-disgust, half-dread.

"Wrap your pretty lips around me, darling," Voldemort crooned.

Harry leaned forward and took his cockhead into her mouth. The knife followed, its edge feathering across her skin in another tender caress. Voldemort sighed in pleasure.

She licked at his cock, moving her head a little, hyper-aware that any wrong movement would end in blood. She nearly didn't register the taste of him, a salty, slightly bitter tang, though it did increase in strength when his cock leaked a spurt of pre-come right onto her tongue. A hand slid in her curls, seeking to guide her.

"Like that, yes... take a little more..."

He inched his hips forward, pushing more of his prick into Harry's mouth. She emitted a muffled sound of protest as he kept pressing more and more of his stiff cock past her lips.

"Shh, shh, you can take it..."

He groaned in audible bliss, rocking his hips forward. His cockhead breached her throat, and she gagged around him, spluttering. The knife teased along her jugular, cold, sharp, and in the hand of a man who had currently nearly his entire cock sheathed in her reluctant mouth.

"Mmmm-pphhhh," she said, tears stinging her eyes as Voldemort showed no sign of easing up.

She couldn't even breathe like that. His cock stole her air, stole her composure, stole everything from her, until she was just a trembling girl on her knees, a vessel for his dark perversions.

"You're doing so well," he praised, his hand twisting in her hair, adjusting the angle of her head so his prick lay more heavily on her tongue. "So well, Harry..."

Her vision erupted with black spots. Pressure mounted, her throat fluttered around his breaching cock, and she swore she could feel it throb, could feel Voldemort's excitement and pleasure as he forced her to take his cock.

Finally, his hips drew back, and Harry could breathe. She took a strained inhale through her nose, Voldemort's cock still occupying her mouth. He bared his teeth in a terrifying smile. Harry thought that might have been the smile his victims had seen before he had cut them into little pieces.

"Are you struggling, my dear? Shall I make this easier for you?"

He pumped his cock in shallow thrusts, staying clear of her throat. She moaned around his girth, and she didn't know if she meant to convey gratitude, or if she was protesting still. Tears were rolling down her cheeks now, and her jaw ached, stretched too wide by Voldemort's massive cock. She moaned again. Perhaps if she moaned enough he would finish fast.

"Keep looking at me, Harry. I want you to look me in the eyes while I fuck your mouth."

She made an effort to maintain eye contact. He groaned, thrusting faster. Between praises (good girl, such a hot mouth, made for me), his breaths came with moans. The knife remained steady at her throat while his hips snapped faster and faster, the sloppy sounds of the blowjob getting louder.

"I'll come down that tight throat," he groaned, the lines of his face tensing up, his mouth thinning.

Harry groaned.

"No? Ah, very well..."

He suddenly pulled out, his glistening cock an inch from Harry's face. The knife pressed up threateningly.

"Then make me come like this.. Use both hands, little bird."

Harry complied, wrapping her hands around his cock and stroking. It glided easily, his erection wet with her saliva. She worked quickly, trying to put an end to this.

"Open your mouth."

When she did, he emitted a low, dark rumble.

"Mmm, yes... I'll come right on that pretty little tongue..."

Two more strokes of her hands on his stiff cock, and cum spurted in thick jets, coating her tongue. She flinched but kept her mouth open. He released more bursts of seed, each one aimed in her mouth, until a heavy pool of cum lay on her tongue.

"Swallow."

His semen slid down her throat. He smiled, the knife shifting up, the tip of it tracing the line of her jaw.

"Thank you, Harry. I know you'd be stunning on your knees, sucking my cock, drinking my cum... and I was right."

#harrymort #muggle au #inspired by rac #female harry potter #old man voldy #smut

[goggles-mcgee]

Not Potter Family Opera related but God has this idea been chewing at me like that au.

Okay so the Horcrux in Harry is a little more active in Canon, not overly so just a bit. It brings out his more Slytherin tendencies, but the biggest influence it has is when he actually gets to Hogwarts. He doesn't actually get into Slytherin because of Dumbledore's manipulations but the Hat tried to tell Harry as much as it could while it sorted him that Slytherin was his true place.

This makes him more open to making friends with Slytherins, but not Draco as they still had their mini confrontations like in canon.

The biggest kicker is that the horcrux is attracted to the other horcruxs, more like it feels a deep connection to them. Little Harry doesn't understand this feeling mind you so when he meets Professor Quirrell he feels this connection to him. Little Harry feels comfortable around him, safe, powerful, etc.

.....Little Harry comes to the conclusion that Professor Quirrell is his dad. Not like actually mind you but he basically in his mind thinks this is what family feels like and sees Quirrell as a father figure and keeps going to him for advice and giving him hugs or trying to help him around the classroom and Quirrell and Voldemort are just so freaking confused.

Voldemort sees this as an opportunity to manipulate young Harry but spoiler alert.....Quirrell gets attached. He's never settled down and he doesn't have any siblings with kids but he's always adored kids, it's why he became a teacher and Harry is growing on him.

Snape is so freaking suspicious of this and so freaking worried but he is also an ass who can't warn Harry of his worries in a proper way so he kept bullies him and makes vague comments and thinks that's enough. Of course this makes Harry even more attached to Quirrell.

#harry looked at the stuttering Quirrell and was like...Father figure? #and he runs with that #Quirrell accidentally gets attached #whoopsie #harry trying to help Quirrell with his stutter and Quirrell and Voldy being touched and cautious respectively #harry spilling his entire childhood and Voldy just being like- *record scratch* say wah? #quirrellmort #professor quirrell #severus snape #i have a complicated relationship with Snape...he's a right bastard and sometimes i crave salt and sometimes I'm like he can change ❤ #harry james potter #harry potter #harry potter au #harry potter headcanon

[dramioneasks]

Hi! I’m looking for a fic where Hermione and Draco are having trouble conceiving a child and a baby shows up at their door looking exactly like Draco and they realize he’s their child from an alternate timeline.

Also, thank you for all the hard work y’all do for this fandom. Y’all are amazing and it’s very much appreciated <3

Anyone?

PS: Thank you!!

Edit: Thanks!

amellie12: This is the last chapter of Stories Without Chapters by Lemons are Fun! It’s called The Surprising Child Stories Without Chapters Chapter 13 - The Surprising Child, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction

#anonymous #pregnancy difficulties #already married #future children #children #alternate universe #no voldy! #au #parallel universe #sirius

[billsbae]

we see a lot of harry with wolfstar and luna with rosekiller

i need harry with rosekiller and luna with wolfstar

#harry potter #luna rosier #luna lovegood #fr rosekiller with harry is do iconic #remus and luna <333 #headcanon #headcanons #the marauders #barty crouch jr #harry james potter #evan rosier #remus lupin #sirius black #rosekiller #wolfstar #no one dies #everyone lives au #no voldemort au #voldy doesnt exist

[wizardemotions]

y'all just wait until i draw fem draco. it'll be all over for you (and also me, she's hot and i fucking KNOW this in my heart)

#potions essays #i have to be careful about it or she'll literally just be a more pathetic ianthe #although i am definitely also planning to draw tlt au drarry #third house probably? draco could also easily be fifth or eighth but considering the whole image thing #harry alone would probably be fourth or fifth. but putting him in third in a similar situation as gideon is very good #ALSO it seems easy enough to wrangle voldys horcrux plot into the world of tlt because totally a skilled enough necro could ... #probably... split a soul up. i mean harrow managed to just sorta contain gideon in her braincase and she's not even into the spirit #she's a bone witch at heart and she still managed it #plus i'm damn sure necro supremacy is a thing in places throughout the nine houses #thus: indentured servant of the third harry vs draco prissy little third heir who runs through cavs like tissue paper #harry being a cav with a bit of evil necro soul in him and also the only cav stubborn enough not to be scared off by draco #childhood rivalry JUST like griddlehark but like #not as violent because come on. they're not as deranged as those two fucked up dykes (affectionate)

[jfpstarchaser]

Okay, so. I don't know if this is something that fits with the marauders, but i love transmigration stories, like really enjoy them. So I've read SVSSS. And it can be put in any fandom, no matter how different from the novel, you just can put the transmigration plot of svsss in anything and make it work.

Now back to the marauders,,,

Just. Reggie transmigrating into a famous series of books he's read years ago, Harry Potter, and it's magical, it's beautiful, everything is new. But the catch is: he's not in the years shown in the book, no. He's way back, wherein Harry, the protagonist, is not even born yet.

He's freaking out.

Between so many people he could be, the universe put him in Regulus Black's body. Sirius Black's death eater little brother. Barely mentioned in the books. Regulus, who is also going to die.

You can't really blame him for freaking out. He doesn't want to die. Nor does he want anything to do with all the drama going down in just a few years, leading to the start of the books.

But he can't just deviate the story from it's course, who knows what could happen if he changes it too much?

He needs to figure out a way to avoid dying, but still doing his character's job, that was to steal the horcrux and destroy it.

But, how? He doesn't know.

Anyway, there's more, but idk? Just an idea. Gonna put jegulus and wolfstar somewhere there, cause they're all queer, trust me, prongs told me.

I also just know that Reggie's fav character in his past life was James. Even though he's just mentioned in the books. So, imagine him just looking at him every chance he gets. Because, wow, James really is the sun.

#regulus arcturus black #harry potter marauders #harry potter #svsss au #transmigration #jegulus #wolfstar #au #alternative universe #sorry english is not my first language so its kinda messy grammar #starchaser #black brothers #and pureblood bullshit cause its impossible to forget about wally and voldy #marauders

[naluwalker]

Yes, I'm here again

Hey, hello, it's me again. Again with more ideas of something I'm not going to write. Again with more Zhongchi, and again with more child rearing. Only this time it's not Naruto.

I want you to understand that while I am neutral towards JK Rowling and all her controversies, the world of Harry Potter is totally different, and the love I have for that series is much more than I can explain.

So in pursuit of my love for Harry Potter and my love for Genshin and Zhongchi, I returned to release my brain bugs.

So, it's the spring of 1985 and a new family has moved into Privet Drive. All the housewives in the neighborhood gossip about the beautiful redhead who now lives at 8 Privet Drive and her mysterious husband.

The cheerful woman visits all her neighbors to greet them with a deep red soup casserole, which she claims is a recipe from her homeland, and introduces herself as Ajax.

Ajax happily tells all her gossipy neighbors about her move from Russia, her new job as an elementary school teacher, and her very handsome and charming husband, who is unfortunately stuck at work due to all the paperwork that was delayed due to the move and how a company will not go alone. The mysterious husband seems to be loaded.

Harry is indifferent until he discovers that his new neighbor is also his new math teacher, and that her children will be his classmate.

While Xiao is silent, surly, and has very scary golden eyes, his sister Tao is boisterous, talkative, and very, very creepy. Harry honestly doesn't know what to do with them, especially the girl who makes fun of him and "the woman who follows him everywhere."

One afternoon while escaping from Dudley and his friends he ends up bumping into Xiao and things don't turn out well... For Dudley. Apparently the older brother has no patience for bullies and idiots.

When Aunt Petunia invites her new teacher and her children over to discuss what happened, which is a subtle attempt to make Ajax look like a bad mother to her children while pushing an angry Uncle Vernon around, things don't go according to plan. what was planned. Because when Ajax accepts, Harry meets the most intimidating man he has ever seen in his short life.

Zhongli Huang, Ajax's husband, is tall, handsome and elegant, and together with his wife they form a beautiful picture that makes Petunia and Vernon fail in every way possible. He doesn't seem very impressed with the situation either and spends the evening subtly criticizing the Dursley couple while devoting all his attention to doting on his wife and children. In every stressful situation, Harry accidentally makes his presence known, and without realizing it, gives blackmail ammunition to the vicious redhead like a shark that smells blood.

With a few mild threats, silent blackmail, and a smile like a grave, Harry finds his life looking up when he finds himself moved across the street to a strange but loving family who treat him with more affection than he has received for as long as he can remember. Zhongli and Ajax are strange in every way possible, and Xiao and Tao are just as prone to acting outlandishly, but the way they sink into his life and heart makes things worth it.

The next few years are warm and happy, the Dursleys avoid them like the plague and Dudley can no longer get closer than six feet without some of his new brothers bristling and attacking like very violent cats. He has also discovered things about her new family, like how his parents treat gender more as a mood than as a real biological thing, or how reality seems to break down around his, but they are things that he has gotten used to and decides to do. That it really doesn't matter how strange they are, your family is your family and that's all that matters.

Then he receives a letter and discovers that he is a wizard, and he is not the only one. Xiao looks at the letter envelope as if there was a bomb inside and Tao waves his as he folds it into a pretty crane, mother and father share tea and ignore everything around them in favor of getting lost in each other's gaze while Harry suffers an existential crisis. The next day they are in Diagon Alley.

Harry ends up accepting magic as he has been accepting everything around him for the last few years, some disbelief, a lot of doubt, and what feels like an instinctive resignation that he can't escape his situation. His parents have given him many options, which include Oxford University in the future, so he just accepts the magic, since his parents seem to be on top of everything and don't mind that their three children are going to embark on what they are It is surely your new life in a magical world. Archons, he can't believe that's a real thought.

Thus, Harry embarks on a new journey away from the family home that has been taking care of him since he left the horrible Dursley home, with only the company of his beloved brothers. Or he was, until he finds out that mother, who is now dad, and father, who is now Miss Zhongli, are teachers at his new magical school.

Once again, he resigns himself to what his life has been like for six years and moves on. Meanwhile, neither Hogwarts, nor Vondermort, nor even Dumbledore know what has fallen into their laps: A very battlesexual former herald, his very permissive divine husband, they overly diligent and surly eldest son, and they mischievously chaotic and eccentric youngest daughter.

#genshin impact #genshin impact fanfics #harry potter #harry potter au #zhongchi #tartali #zhongli x childe #zhongli genshin impact #childe genshin impact #childe tartagalia #childe tartaglia ajax #ajax genshin impact #tartaglia #genshin xiao #hu tao #hu tao genshin impact #i came back again #but this time it's literally a family story #with the badass family in history #voldy is going to shake in his robes #look what happens if you try to take their son from a god and a herald #the least that is going to happen is going to be meteor showers

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Percy and Regulus being similar is great, and I like how it potentially incorporates the Black Brothers relationship alongside Sirius's relationship to Percy. However, what I haven't really seen anyone question is if Percy and Regulus are similar, does that affect Percy's relationship with Lord Voldemort himself?

Percy was in a high position upon Voldy's takeover, so Percy probably had to have talked to He-Who-Lacks-A-Nose's inner circle or Horcux Man himself at some point. Obviously, I would imagine that similarities to Regulus would possibly affect Percy's relationship with Bellatrix and maybe Rodolphus depending on how well he knew Bellatrix's family. However, currently, I'm stuck on if The Dark Lord had any relationship with Regulus and if that in turn affects his relationship with Percy.

#percy weasley #regulus black #on this episode of me referring to Voldemort by so many names #we have once again me attached to that one bit of canon that compares Percy and Regulus #also tempted to say that depending on Percy's actions Kreacher might be inclined to serve him no matter how comfortable Percy is with that #like either alongside or instead of serving Sirius #this came about from imagining Voldy try to do the thing to Percy that Bella did to Neville's parents #that happened in an au where Percy was the one to destroy the horcuxes instead of the trio