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Harry Potter finds himself hurtled back through time, landing back to just after World War 2 ended, more accurately, on the doorstep of Grimmauld Place...SLASH, MPREG Orion Black/Harry Potter Death meddles in the Master Of Death's fate once again...he must be awfully bored!
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It was Harry’s choice to leave everything behind but he’s not quiet ready to admit it or what it all means. He focuses instead on rescuing his 6-year-old self from the Dursley’s and hunting down some Horcruxes.
He doesn’t have any real plan on how to do any of that but he knows he’ll need some help. He reckons Remus can’t be too busy.
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Harry is tired of fighting.
When the world offers him something quieter, something away from the noise and expectations, he stops running and takes it.
When survival no longer has to be the only thing that matters, something else has room grow.
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Harry was going absolutely mental. He couldn't get a wink of sleep without the graveyard replaying in his head like some cursed horror movie on loop. Voldemort’s resurrection, the pain in his scar, that creepy cauldron... and then him- the Dark Lord himself, walking in that strange sensual way toward him, his gleaming scales reflecting the light on his naked bo-
“Oh, for Merlin’s sake, stop it, Harry!” He smacked his own forehead.
This was getting ridiculous. He seriously needed to get a grip on himself and his raging hormones, or this was bound to end in complete disaster.
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With Voldemort’s failed resurrection, the world should feel lighter, but for Harry Potter, it doesn’t. His friends no longer understand him, and the distance between them grows wider with each passing day. A weird dream and a mysterious box received at dinner will put Harry on a path of self discovery, while tension and new friendships arise around him.
"Harry usually didn’t pay attention to the mail since he never received anything, so he was surprised when a bird flew up over his head to land in front of him."
Lucius Malfoy never planned to do more than toy with the Boy Who Lived, send a few cryptic gifts, and watch him flounder. Yet, the more he observes, the more he finds himself intrigued, even possessive. Each carefully chosen gift is meant to unsettle, but instead, they draw Harry in, and their unspoken game gradually pulls them into something deeper.
