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Harry that replaces a mean self-centered Harry that's married to MoM Tom Riddle with mean parents vs Harry that replaces a sweet Harry that's married to MoM Tom Riddle with mean parents.
Either way, Harry's about to fuck their world.
My harrymort fanbook is finally complete!
Adult Only / A5 size / 108 pages (104 pages of content) / Offset printing / English translation included (translated by me, so please don’t rely too much on its accuracy. it’s better than nothing, but still not professional quality🫠)
This funbook contains ambiguous cheating, dubious consent, and the death of minor characters. No spoilers regarding the ending or further plot details will be provided.
The story is a Voldemort (top) × Harry (bottom) fanbook set in a post-CC (post-Canon+Cursed Child) timeline.
Summary: After an incident caused by Albus, Harry comes to realize that his trauma has not yet healed, and begins to see hallucinations of Voldemort. Will Harry be able to get rid of these troublesome visions?
※Some lines correspond to content from Cursed Child, but it should still make sense even if you haven’t read it.
A sample of about 20 pages from the beginning can be viewed at the link below. https://www.pixiv.net/artworks/134210372
Pre-orders via mail order are also available at the following link. https://kawazoko-ma.booth.pm/items/7385625
For those living outside Japan, the book can be purchased from BOOTH through a proxy service.(please note that shipping is not available to some regions). http://www.tenso.com/en/static/lp_shop_booth
Once distribution ends, there are no plans for reprints or restocks. However, after at least one year has passed, I may release the full contents online. (I can’t promise, but that’s my intention.)
If anyone is interested in this fanbook, please take this opportunity to place a mail order. This will probably be the last doujinshi I ever create. well…For me, it feels like a memento:P I’ve spent nearly half a year working on this funbook, and I’m fairly satisfied with how it turned out. I truly hope others will enjoy it too!
I ship Tom Riddle/Harry Potter/Voldemort, so you best bet i ship Chronos(Kronos)/Percy Jackson. I aint no pleb.
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The Bet Episode 7
Tom Riddle was not jealous. He was above such feelings. Nor was he upset that Harry had gotten engaged. Honestly, it was about time that he did, after all, despite the fact that the Potter's were no longer a pureblood family, they were one of the older families in Britian, and Harry is their heir.
Of course, he would have a fiancé by his maturity.
It had nothing to do with Tom. He had made that clear when he had broken up with Harry in front of all their schoolmates.
However.
Abraxas Malfoy, being the one to take his place, was not in Tom's predictions.
Even more so, was the fact that the blond had told Harry about The Bet.
Tom turned to stare at his supposed 'best friend', this fucking traitor. Oh, how he wanted to rip this boy to pieces. But not now, not until after he made him beg for mercy.
The most important thing right now was to do some damage control on Harry's feelings. The last thing he needed was the Gryffindors making his last year an annoyance, while trying to get revenge for their heartbroken Golden Boy.
Tom's face morphed into a sad smile as he turned to face his...ex. The other boy stared back at him with a blank expression.
Fuck.
Tom took a deep breath and steadied himself, he had to say it.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry."
Tom blinked in confusion. Why had he said it twice? No. That's not right. That other voice was Harry's. Why-
"Why are you apologizing, Harry?"
Harry's eyes had scrunched up in confusion as well.
"Why are you apologizing Tom?"
Tom's eyes narrowed, what was going on here. "You know about the bet Harry, I'm sorry I hadn't told you when we were..."
Tom watched as the confusion in Harry's eyes increased, only for them to suddenly widen and turn towards Malfoy.
No. This was their conversation. Why did Harry have to look to Malfoy??
"You," Harry started again, "you asked me out that night because of a bet?" He finished in a whisper. As if he couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth.
"Yes, but why are you shocked? From the conversation between you and Malfoy, you already knew about the-"
Tom stopped himself. The conversation of the past few minutes replaying in his mind. Harry had never accused him.
Harry had apologized to him.
Harry had questioned why Tom was the one apologizing.
His mind whirled. It couldn't be true. Harry wouldn't do that. Harry was the upright Gryffindor of Hogwarts. The one who always stood up for his fellow students regardless of House. Harry Potter would never-
"Harry Potter. What bet are you talking about?"
Harry and his one-track mind...
Just one.
Sakura would give Endo just one.
The boys had beaten each other bloody, Endo had done unfortunate things, frightening things, unforgivable things, and yet some part of Sakura's heart couldn't help but beat faster as he saw the passion that filled the other boy when they had fought. The way his eyes filled with obsession when he talked about Takiishi Chika and how he had set all of this up for Takiishi to fight Umemiya.
The way Endo looked at Sakura, his pupils dilated, filled with a fire of desire...Sakura had never seen anyone look at him like that before, the forbiddeness of it, the wrongness of it, the bad things that Endo had done, it should have squashed this feeling. Sakura's body shivered with...something he couldn't put a name on. But he knew he wanted more of it. Wanted to hold it close and carry it in his chest.
The two watched Umemiya and Takiishi fight on the rooftop, the battle only stoking the fire growing in Sakura. The heat of desire almost overwhelmed him as he watched Endo help Takiishi.
So it was inevitable that when Endo, carrying Takiishi on his back, walked toward Sakura, he could do nothing but grab the older boy's arm.
It felt like the ongoing loudness of the world fell silent, with only the fall of raindrops breaking it. Sakura felt three pairs of eyes on him, but he couldn't back out-no he wouldn't back out. The rain did nothing to cool his heated skin, did nothing to dampen the fire inside him.
Sakura looked up into the dark sky, his eyes open to the vastness of the galaxy above him, he was but an atom in this universe, but even still he knew his world would change soon.
"One night." He began finally looking into Endo's eyes. "You can have me for one night."
Oh, how Sakura wished he could bottle up the raw emotions crashing through Endo's widened eyes.
Sirius Black sat contemplating at the dinner table. James, Remus, and Peter sat with him, staring worriedly at their usually rambunctious friend. But Sirius didn't know what to say, whatever it was he couldn't say until everyone came. He needed all the support he could get-so would James, but who cares? It's not like James had to witness what he did.
"Sirius," James started, clearly eager to be done with this, not a care for why his supposed best friend was going through.
"Mate, please, you called us all here, now tell us what happening, it's past midnight. I-we want to sleep."
Sirius shook his head, not yet, not until-the floo flared to life and outstepped the two he was waiting for. His eyes started to tear as he caught sight of Severus and Lily. His bottom lip quivered as they got closer. His arms opened wide and he tightly hugged the waist that placed itself in them. His body shook as long fingers raked through his hair.
"Sirius," Severus' voice came from above, "why have you called everyone into our home at this Merlin forsaken hour?"
Sirius felt his bottom lip quiver again as he ground his forehead into his husband's stomach.
"Sirius I want to go to bed!" James had finally exploded, he had been the first to arrive and had been waiting on a silent Sirius for almost 2 hours.
Sirius took in a shuddered breath, "i-it's Harry-"
Immediately, James was out of his seat, "what happened to Harry!?" He demanded.
Lily rolled her eyes, James insisted on acting like their grown man of a son was still just their little baby boy.
"James please, let Sirius speak." She turn her head back to the man buried in her best friend's arms, "Sirius, continue."
Sometimes, Sirius loved her the most.
Sirius took in a deep breath, summoning all his courage. This moment truly required all of it.
"Harry is dating-"
"Dating!?! That's great news!! Our baby boy is all grown-"
"The Minister of Magic."
As Sirius had predicted-who said he wasn't cut out to be a seer-all hell broke loose.
The Bet ep6
Abraxas Malfoy knew the meaning of self-preservation. He knew that at the end of the day, only fools didn't care about keeping their heads above water. And if there was one thing he was good at, it was knowing who had power and who didn't.
So when he had met Harry Potter during a family ball, he had immediately decided that green-eyed boy was someone he wouldn't cross. His instincts and magic had told him so. So Abraxas stuck by him, they went on play dates and family dinners, and while others wouldn't understand, he knew the truth of it, had seen Harry's magic follow his command without hesitation, had seen him do things he hadn't even seen his parents do. So yes, Abraxaa Malfloy was comfortable in his decision of being best friends with Harry Potter.
Then Abraxas met Tom Riddle.
But he was mean, and petty, and very pretty. As mean and petty as he was pretty. But more than that, he was powerful. Powerful like Harry. So Abraxas learned that there was another person his age he shouldn't cross. And that was fine. What wasn't fine was that the new No-Cross was his dormmate, and did he mention mean? But Abraxas was a Slytherin through and through. So he befriended the other boy. He made time to show him the ropes. After all, what would a muggle-born orphan boy know of their world?
Maybe he did spend less time with Harry, but that was ok. Harry was in Gryffindor, and Harry was quite cute too. He became popular in no time. Plus, Abraxas and Harry were best friends for seven years before even starting Hogwarts. They had promised that even if they made new friends, they'd still be best friends. That, too, was a promise kept.
For four years, everything was going great. Sure, he and Harry didn't exactly have a chance to go out and about together in Hogwarts, and ok fine, so maybe no one really knew how close they actually were but none of that was truly his fault. He couldn't be blamed. He was best friends with Gryffindor's Golden Boy and at the same time close-maybe even best(if Tom Riddle could have best friends)- friends with the Syltherin Supreme. Tensions were thick amoungst the two houses. The House Cup was on the line and those damn Gryffindors were always being so irritating. So you could imagine the stress it caused him when his stupid housemates came up with that stupid idea.
Making a bet on who would be able to get Harry Potter to date them? Convincing Tom that he would have the best luck and offering up prizes the other boy was hard pressed to refuse?? Of course he couldn't let this stand. He had to tell Harry to be careful. That what he went to do...
Until Harry pulled him into a hidden room and told him that the Gryffindors had made a bet with Harry to get Tom to date him.
So here Abraxas stood, two years after the aftermath of that stupid bet, watching two idiots misunderstand what bet the other was talking about.
In conclusion, Abraxas Malfoy was great friend, helpful, funny, nice, but above all he the instincts of a survivor. So there was no way, even if Merlin himself came back to convince him, was he going to be the one to clear up the The Bet between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle.
Harry wasn't sure how to explain this situation...or if he even wanted to. What was he supposed to say?
Hey mom, dad, I somehow, in some way, I'm not sure how either, I ended up sleeping withMinisterofMagicTomRiddleandnowIdon'tknowwhattodobecauseheisreallyhotbutheisdefinitelyanasshole.
So Harry decided his best course of action was to just not tell anyone. Especially since there was no way that would happen again.
But it did.
Many more times.
Before Harry even knew five months had passed and it felt like he spent every other night with that insatiable octogenarian...the sexiest 80 year old in the world, but still??
At least Harry had kept to the other part of his self deal? He hadn't told a single soul that he was sleeping with-was it a relationship? courting? whatever it was, there was definitely sex-the Tom Riddle. He had planned to keep it that way, and it stayed that way...at least until that happened.
It was a normal Friday evening in the Ministry, and Harry found himself in the Minister's embrace. Which, in Harry's opinion, was quite a comfortable place to be. The Minister's hands traced circles on his waist as his lips bit and sucked the flesh of Harry's neck. Harry...well, Harry happily welcomed it all, moaning as the older man sucked harder.
It was a good time as any, it was late, and almost nobody stayed this late, even less used this elevator. The air was electric, their arousal and magic surrounding them, hoping, waiting for the moment it all spilled into ecstasy. They hadn't heard the bell of the elevator door opening, so entranced in each other.
"H-Ha-Harry?"
Both heads snapped to the choked out whisper.
There, standing in front of the elevator doors was his godfather, the biggest gossip in the Ministry-possibly world-, the crazy cousin of Crazy Bellatrix Lestrange, Sirius Black.
Britain would know before the sun set.
Speaking of vibes, what's the vibes gonna be like when people find out that Apollo is the cause. Because he is 🤣 🤣 🤣
It depends on who you ask…
Im asking the Roman's, cuz they're going through it.
Then the two last photos
Lmaooo rip
Omg when Apollo finds out Jason's plan for Hector...well...its not thw first time the roman empire broke..
Speaking of vibes, what's the vibes gonna be like when people find out that Apollo is the cause. Because he is 🤣 🤣 🤣
It depends on who you ask…
Im asking the Roman's, cuz they're going through it.
Harry is not sure why, but the Minister of Magic wants to fuck him.
And no one will believe him.
Harry has tried telling his friends about this, but Hermione and Ron just laugh and tell him he's overthinking it.
He had tried to talk to Neville and Blaise about it, but Neville just turned red and walked away while Blaise just looked him in the eyes and told him to take all the minister's money? Because that's what's important??
Not the integrity of his ass?!
The last person he'd tried to talk about this with was Luna, not his parents or The SS Anomalies, though thinking about it now, he should have asked Remus...
Luna though, Luna had told him to relax and just clear his head of the wrackspurts and all would be well.
Harry Potter stared up in disbelief at the ceiling before turning his head to the right. His vision filled with a pale fit body that was laying on the stomach... probably so the straches on the back didn't cause pain. His eyes trailed up to the neck where a giant purpling bruise marred most of it.
Harry stifled a groan. Was he a fucking animal??
His eyes continued to its final destination. The dangerously handsome face of the Minister of Magic, Tom Riddle.
Luna Lovegood is no good, dirty liar.
The second time it happens, it goes like this.
Harry was minding his damn business, not bothering anyone, sitting in between his father and godfather as they were out celebrating his mother and uncle Severus' newest potion-one that eliminated foot odor-when Tom Riddle interrupted.
Harry honestly couldn't believe the audacity of the other boy, and he could only stare in awe as his mother, his father's wife, his uncle Severus' best friend, became utterly enamored with the head snake.
Harry felt like he was currently in some alternate reality because there was absolutely no way Tom Riddle was flirting with his mother.
When he finally turned his attention to Harry, his first word to their boy stopped everyone.
"So darling," Tom Riddle started, standing up from his added seat, making his way to stand beside Harry.
Harry watched with rapidly growing horror as Tom Riddle softly took his left hand and asked, "will you marry me?"
Just like that.
As if it was a question just asked at random.
Harry felt the heat rush to his face and honestly to his head as well because What. The. Fuck.
He rose up abruptly out of his chair, the legs screeching against the floor, bringing more eyes to them. Fortunately, Harry was too incensed to care.
"Why would you ask me that in front of all these people? It's only supposed to be you and me!"
He grabbed his godfather's arm and pulled him to the doors of the restaurant, a gritted 'please take me home' once they had exited.
Unfortunately for Harry, he had only realized that he, once again, hadn't rejected the other boy's proposal.
Hector, Milo and Luke
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but he’s a wolf PUPPY ☝️🤓
The first time it happened it went like this.
"Will you marry me?"
14 year old Harry James Potter looked down at his yearmate, Tom Riddle, a kid he's talked to maybe 10 times over the past three and a half years.
"Oh." Harry says with building embarrassment as more and more heads turn to face them.
"Um, I'm sorry Tom...we are too young." He looked at the people surrounding the two of them, the giggling, the whispers, the pointing.
"Sorry! See you later!" Harry turned around and ran away-somewhere anywhere-as fast as he could.
Too young?? That was your rejection, Harry?? Because we are too young?? See you later??! Come on!
Harry continued to brate himself as he ran to the safest place he knew.
The kitchen was the sweetest and warmest haven in the entire school.
He sat on a stool wrapped tightly in blanket, with a cup of hot chocolate in his hands, and a single prayer on his mind.
I hope everyone will forget about this.
My favorite harrymort/tomarry trope is ex-husbands having to work together again.
