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    Aleksandr was predictable. He spent his time quietly. The same every day, precisely as he liked it. Rising before the sun, listening to the stillness of the morning, and settling in to his desk with poor posture and bitter coffee, typing away. Each morning a gentle calling, a cat mewling for food, a pinging email waiting to be responded to, a dark living room where no one was really living. Each evening was a thrumming sameness. A short bus ride into town, meaningless errands completed without a single thought, a sigh slumped over at a bar counter, staring listlessly into a dripping glass. Silence suited him, repetitiveness worn like an ill-fitting coat he couldn't bear to toss out. Aleksandr was alone, precisely as he liked it. He did like it, didn't he?

    Not many people seemed to come into his life out of nowhere anymore. No one new trying to be friends, no one curious trying to find love. It was like the world around him could sense he had long ago stopped trying to be interesting, and interested in anyone else. Save for a few regular faces at a few regular places, it was a solitary existence for almost a decade. Until that loud, strange man with wild hair.

    All of it was a blur, until Davit.

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    28 Apr 2026

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    He pictures the funeral sometimes.

    He pictures someone he doesn’t know saying Viktor’s name wrong. He pictures screaming in public. He pictures stealing the ashes and keeping them in a protein powder container because it’s the only vessel big enough. He pictures lying in those ashes like a widow bird. He pictures baking the ashes into bread and feeding them to pigeons in the park.

    He pictures swallowing them himself.

     

    Or: When Viktor chooses a quiet death, Jayce learns how to love him to the edge of the end and carry what’s left through the sad art of letting go.

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    25 Apr 2026

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    "¿Entonces eres adoptado?"

    "Supuestamente."

     

    "¿Así que tu papá ... no es ...?"

     

    "Eso parece."

     

    "Huh." Theo mira a Harry con esos ojos grises que lucen plateados en el humo del caldero entre ellos. "Pero eres el heredero de esta... Casa Prince, así que probablemente él..."

     

    "Si probablemente." Harry mira a Theo con dureza. "No sabes quién es, ¿verdad?"

     

    "No." Theo mira hacia atrás con la misma severidad. "Si lo hiciera, te lo diría. Sabes que lo haría".

     

    "Lo sé".

     

    Algo se afloja dentro del pecho de Harry. Algo que ha estado apretando desde que murió Cedric. Puede que ya no tenga a sus amigos, ni a Sirius, ni siquiera sepa quién es, pero tiene esto. Al menos tiene a Theo.

     

    Verano de cuarto año y Harry está solo, lidiando con su dolor y la repentina revelación de que James Potter no es su padre. El apoyo viene de una forma extraña. La forma de Theo Nott, hijo de un Mortífago. Un extraño amigo que dice que lo ayudará a encontrar a su verdadero padre, sea quien sea este Lord Prince.

     

    Traducción de The Heir to the House of Prince de elph13

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    12 Apr 2026

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    Twenty years ago, Harry's childhood sweetheart and the love of his life Tom Riddle left him to seek immortality. Harry, unwilling to move on or let go, lives the long lonely years haunted by the memories of his lost love. To pass the time, he becomes a professor, his hope for a reunion with his lost love growing dimmer with each passing of the seasons.

    Until, one Christmas, Harry returns from visiting friends and family to find a box and a letter waiting for him in his chambers:

    If you accept, wear only what I have included in this box. Hold the portkey in your palm as the clock strikes midnight and come to me. You will have me, and I will have you, and we shall never be separated again.

    You are mine, Harry Potter

    - V

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    09 Apr 2026

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    Harry decides to write to Voldemort in a bid to get him to calm down and stop giving him migraines so he can actually focus on his schoolwork. The consequences of this decision change everything.

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