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all the things yet to come (are the things that have passed) | ch. 1

Not naming names, but someone’s rogue curse during the battle at the Department of Mysteries got both Harry and Voldemort shot through time to 2018—and for the record, Harry certainly wasn’t the one attacking Voldemort.

2018 is strange because with it comes Evan, a green-eyed man who swears he’ll get them home. 1996 is even stranger when they return to it because Evan is there now too, only he’s a baby. Strangest of all, this becomes Harry and Voldemort’s problem, as it seems he is their baby.

This changes some things.

(This changes everything.)

prompted by @stolenviolet through the @quantumquilltomarrymort fest <3

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[lightningant]

I honestly want to get into tomarry but I have a trouble figuring out why exactly tom would he attracted to harry. we already have ample proof given in CoS and HBP why harry (even at the surface level of physical attraction) could be attracted to tom. not to mention this is the guy that has defined the entire course of your life of course hes gonna be interested. but for tom if we remove the horcrux from the equation he doesn’t have any compelling reason to be attracted to harry. like in this case I even this ron/tom or tomione works better because, for ron/tom it was literally ron who was calling tom out on his bs in CoS while both harry and hermione fell for it. so theres interesting tension there. and for tomione they can be insufferable know it alls together. the connect w harry from toms side just isnt there in my mind? maybe im getting it wrong which is why I wanted to ask for your thoughts.

The Book Series. "What would attract him to Harry" he is already fixated on Harry one must simply extrapolate from there?

(note on a lot of these: Voldemort and Harry's feelings are repeatedly presented as reciprocal for prophesy reasons: "Neither can live while the other survives" refers to the mutualism of their obsession.)

“Here is your singing valentine: His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, His hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he’s really divine, The hero who conquered the Dark Lord."

^ Not confirmed to be him, but this valentine is weirdly mean-spirited and uses "Dark Lord" - a term only used by those loyal to Voldemort, a fact that is first established in this very book - both strange elements considering it was sent by Ginny. So I am willing to say with my whole chest Lord Voldemort has canonically sent Harry Potter a valentine.

" There is nothing special about you, after all. I wondered, you see. There are strange likenesses between us, after all. Even you must have noticed. Both half-bloods, orphans, raised by Muggles. Probably the only two Parselmouths to come to Hogwarts since the great Slytherin himself. We even look something alike ...”

“By attempting to kill you, Voldemort himself singled out the remarkable person who sits here in front of me, and gave him the tools for the job! It is Voldemort’s fault that you were able to see into his thoughts, his ambitions, that you even understand the snakelike language in which he gives orders, and yet, Harry, despite your privileged insight into Voldemort’s world (which, incidentally, is a gift any Death Eater would kill to have), you have never been seduced by the Dark Arts, never, even for a second, shown the slightest desire to become one of Voldemort’s followers!”

Voldemort did not speak, but prowled in a circle, and Harry knew that he kept him temporarily mesmerized.

At that moment, he felt that nobody mattered but Voldemort. It was just the two of them.

Voldemort had frozen where he stood, but his red eyes had found Harry, and he stared as Harry moved toward him, with nothing but the fire between them.

“He took your blood believing it would strengthen him. He took into his body a tiny part of the enchantment your mother laid upon you when she died for you. His body keeps her sacrifice alive, and while that enchantment survives, so do you and so does Voldemort’s one last hope for himself.”

"What you must understand, Harry, is that you and Lord Voldemort have journeyed together into realms of magic hitherto unknown and untested."

And of the hundreds in the Hall, nobody seemed to breathe but they two.

"You sound like Lucius. Neither of you understands Potter as I do."

“I thought he would come,” said Voldemort in his high, clear voice, his eyes on the leaping flames. “I expected him to come.”

"The Order of the Phoenix is finished. You-know-who's won, it's over, and anyone who's pretending different's kidding themselves. It'll never be safe for you here, Potter, he wants you too badly."

As he said it, a vivid picture formed in Harry's mind of Ginny in a white dress, marrying a tall, faceless, and unpleasant stranger. In one spiraling moment it seemed to hit him: Her future was free and unencumbered, whereas his…he could see nothing but Voldemort ahead.

^ The fact Harry tends to think of his girlfriend when up against Voldemort is a subject of great interest to me because like...about to cross some wires there buddy.

But I can explain it too:

The power of Harry's capacity for love is something he cannot understand and does not want to understand, but he also prides himself in his comprehension of Harry and his motives. Love is strangely high-priority in this nigh-cosmic battle of good and evil. Lord Voldemort spends an enormous amount of time and effort trying to find the thing that will conquer Harry, and as satisfying as it is for the villain to repeatedly refuse the obvious option because of how lowly he views it, he repeatedly mutilated himself for power. If love conquers all he'd be willing to investigate it, and only like, his closest and most intimate companion (Bella) and the only person he views as his equal (Harry) are options here.

And they're foils. Obviously. Voldemort's flaws are counterbalanced by Harry's virtues, and vice-versa. They are extremely compatible in order to better contrast why they're the ones who have to have this fight - this is why big bad/hero and enemies-to-lovers ships tend to pop off the way they do, and why Hark a Vagrant 327 immediately makes sense to everyone who reads it:

As for why Tomarry as peers is popular - uhm. I hate to say this but reader insertable boy pursued by dreamy bad boy dark romance tropes fit them good. I hate these fics so I'll give you my own personal take instead

Voldemort is obsessed with Meaning and Symbols. His very name is a symbol of a legacy contained within only himself. All his horcruxes are about meaning, that's what book 6 is about. He has an obsessive tendency to narrativize his own existence, and Harry is a really weird addition to his narrative!

Let's do CoS, because it's the only time Tom's young self and Harry share a room, so it's the only point of reference on how young Tom handles Harry. note the timing of when Tom switches up on him, and when he does it - in Harry's hands he tries to present himself as a friend and ally in the investigation, and Harry ignores him. For weeks. He says he was mad at Ginny for stealing him back, but the first thing he does when he's back in Ginny's hands is attack Harry's closest non-pureblood friend. He then traps Ginny in the Chamber - which he knows only Harry can enter at this point - and demands to be told what Harry's role in his narrative is, and it's when Harry says "there is no narrative, my mum just casted a good enchantment, you are fucking crazy" that he tries to kill him. When he comments about all the things he noticed about the two of them, he is doing so because he is upset! He's like oh [scoffs] I don't care about how you're a dark reflection of me [scoffs] you're so insignificant [tosses hair] that we're so perfectly mirrored meaningless to me actually [scoffs again] kill him basilisk since he's so negligible to my story obviously

This, of course, makes Harry's status as a horcrux absolutely crack cocaine to Voldemort. The narrative innate to this is electrifying for him. He wouldn't be able to get enough of him, it would flip his brain on love instantly, because now love is something a part of his soul will harness for him. He would tantrum, he would cajole, he would be vulnerable and he would rage, all of his energy he put into conquering Harry would be localized into keeping them attached. I don't like soulmate AUs at all, but I have a singular Tomarry exclusion to this rule because Voldemort is so crazy about Cosmic Meaning he would structure his entire personality around it. It's really funny. I love to watch him go. I'll read 1000 soulmate AUs just to relive the reveal of how hysterical it made him for 5 to 50 years. Tom wildly misinterpreting the horcrux bond also does it for me but that trope isn't nearly as common :(

And that it's Harry is so important. Harry is his diametric opposite, remember. Dumbledore says Harry is pure of heart, but Harry is more like...unerringly practical and grounded. Like how hobbits resist the One Ring. He believes in earning acclaim, in mutual respect, in the power of love, and in protecting others. Power (and exertion of that power) is something that grates on him. He is not the type of person to enjoy power fantasy stories. He doesn't build narratives, he takes things as they are. It's significant that his understanding of Voldemort runs so deep and primal that he is willing to accept the overarching narrative that they are destined enemies, that he is the only one with the power to strike him down.

I think they go perfectly together because Harry sees Voldemort's foundation, the scrappy underdog Tom Riddle, and thinks "this is who I'm up against" instead of viewing it as a weakness to exploit or a portent of future evil. He brings Voldemort back to earth, humanizes him, and faces him as who he is, as an equal.

I have covered Tom's compatibility with the Golden Trio previously. Tomione doesn't real.

[quantumquilltomarrymort]

Here it is!

The master list to the 2025 Quantum Quill Festival. Thank you to all those who participated. We hope you had a fun time and can't wait to see you next year! For those of you who have been waiting, enjoy the late night reading 😉

Link to ao3 collection page

On the road to Baldur's Gate

ChemFreak

Summary:

A misstep in the department of mysteries transports Harry and Voldemort into a strange world. How will they get home? How will they manage to survive - this dangerous new world and each other?

Stay here, in this Moment

eli_monte

Summary:

Death was the end of Tom Marvolo Riddle. Harry Potter, though, wasn't done with him, yet.

wrong cauldron

eleven_eaves

Summary:

At the moment of his resurrection in the Little Hangleton graveyard, Voldemort finally has Harry Potter at his mercy. Disarmed, and bound to his father’s gravestone. Exactly where he wants him. Except— —except, the boy does not gaze upon him with barely contained lust and breathless desire. His dark pupils do not expand in arousal and grow to fill the span of those jewel-green irises. Impossible. Unimaginable. Something is not quite right. Not at all. OR Omega Voldemort gets transported to the regular canon universe where there are no other Alphas or Omegas to be found.

all the things yet to come (are the things that have passed)

noctelier

Summary:

Not naming names, but someone’s rogue curse during the battle at the Department of Mysteries got both Harry and Voldemort shot through time to 2018—and for the record, Harry certainly wasn’t the one attacking Voldemort. 2018 is strange because with it comes Evan, a green-eyed man who swears he’ll get them home. 1996 is even stranger when they return to it because Evan is there now too, only he’s a baby. Strangest of all, this becomes Harry and Voldemort’s problem, as it seems he is their baby. This changes some things. (This changes everything.)

honey water

houndsofheaven

Summary:

Harry Potter likes to stick to what he's good at, fighting Dark Wizards. His love life has been largely unsuccessful, he's terrible at playing the political game, and he sure as hell doesn't know how to dance. Then, he dies and wakes up in a completely different world. Now, he's no longer Harry Potter, Head Auror, and celebrated Dark Lord Slayer. He is Hadrian Potter, a member of Emperor Thomas Slytherin's harem. Harry is completely over his head and completely unsuitable for this role. Yet, the Emperor wants him anyway.

A Cat Named Tom

Alissia

Summary:

Bright white light sluices through Voldemort's eyes and he squeezes them shut again with a hiss, only to open them once again in confusion. His already high voice sounds higher. He’s in a bedroom. Why is he in a bedroom? And why is everything so …

Large?

Lord Voldemort had always been tall, and this had not changed in his final form. His fearsome height had only increased.

He stares around, examining his surroundings, only to then scream. Or rather, yowl.

Staring straight back at him in repelled horror, in a large wardrobe mirror, is a cat.

A skeleton white, skeletal, hairless, wide-eyed, red-pupilled cat.

After his 'death', Voldemort wakes up as a cat. Incredibly, this isn't the worst part of his ordeal. The worst part is the identity of his new owner.

The Lost Boy

ChemFreak

Summary:

After his first year at Hogwarts, a summer full of misery looms over Harry's head. Before leaving platform 9 ¾ at King’s Cross, he desperately wishes to go somewhere else, somewhere safe… and magic hears his wish.

Reflections in a blood red mirror

ChemFreak

Summary:

Voldemort unexpectedly finds himself in a difficult situation and has to defend himself against a seemingly overwhelming enemy with the help of a small group of allies. Will he succeed in freeing Harry Potter from the vampire’s greedy clutches before it’s too late?

The Thing Is

Chaos_Bear

Summary:

Harry Potter wakes up in a flat he doesn’t recognize, with a pounding headache, no pants, and photos of a life he doesn’t remember living. Across town, Tom Riddle is having the best morning in a long time—mainly because he’s hot again, owns a charming antiques shop, and no one's tried to Avada him in days. Neither knows how they got here, but one thing is clear—this ain't Kansas anymore. In a universe where they were never quite enemies, Harry and Tom stumble through awkward department store reunions, inconvenient Horcrux revelations, and the quiet intimacy of a life they were never supposed to have but might just fight to keep. It's magic, chaos, and a complicated rom com romance—because falling for the person who tried to murder you is, frankly, a terrible idea.

Please Be There (when I open my eyes)

ChemFreak, dystopianRebel, SquibNation10

Summary:

While in the throes of battle, Harry and Voldemort are magically catapulted into the past. When they awaken in bodies that aren’t their own, they must adapt to the world around them. Harry has to choose his fights wisely as frustrating expectations are thrust upon him by pureblood society, while Voldemort uses his cunning to make use of the position he’s gained. Both will discover new things about themselves, but will the pair be enough to weather the tide crashing against the shores of Wizarding Britain?

Run Harry, run!

SquibNation10

Summary:

Harry wakes up in a metal box filled with crates of supplies, remembering nothing but his name. He’s not alone. Above him lies a strange world — a closed-off clearing called the Glade, where a community of lost boys lives under strict rules. The only way out is through the Maze. But there's a catch: it must be run at night, when the monstrous creatures that guard it are less likely to hunt. As Harry struggles to adapt, he begins to find his place — but while he wants to join the runners, the others don't trust him enough to earn that role. Everything changes when the next Box arrives. Inside is a new boy: Tom. Unconscious, cryptic, and marked with a note pinned to his chest: This is the last time. He wakes remembering one thing, more than his name, "Harry."

soul, refracted by Lytri for StolenViolet

Harry wakes up on top of a dead man, in the body of his parallel self, and he’s pretty—definitely—sure that his counterpart killed him. What’s worse, a Dark Lord who goes by the name ‘Voldemort’ is on the rise, and none other than Tom Riddle—Minister for Magic—has tasked Harry with tracking him down. (It didn’t help that something was very wrong with his body, and everyone had a strange fondness for calling each other by Greek letters).

The Good Place

RiverXSong

Summary:

Written for the Quantum Quill 2025 fest! On the 2nd of May, 1998, Voldemort engaged in battle with Harry Potter. Following defeat after shameful defeat, he met the Boy-Who-Lived one final time in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, fired the Killing Curse, and closed his eyes... When they opened, he found himself reading just three words: "Everything is Fine." AKA, The Good Place AU no one asked for.

from the shadows

zadezy

Summary:

Harry's life was first turned upside down at fifteen. After seven years of trying to adapt, and almost succeeding, it is flipped once again. -- Or Harry's life gets disrupted when a certain ghost from his past pays him a visit.

Murderous Children

xStrawberry_Jams

Summary:

The Elflings they have discovered are the most curious of beings. They act as if they are responsible for far more than their small bodies can handle, they speak as if they are fully grown, and they have unusual habits that the Elves can't seem to break. If that was all, they would not be concerned. However, after at first seeming to enjoy each other's company, the Elflings are now at each others' throats, and the Elves have no idea what to do! ++++++++++++++ Tom and Harry transmigrate to Middle Earth after their respective deaths, into the bodies of two Elflings!

Vis Amoris

stregadellaluna

Summary:

“Harry," Dumbledore said, "that thing is not what it seems- it is a parasite. I fear you will not live long if you continue to protect it as you are." He turned back to Dumbledore, the rolling black clouds of steam from the train drifting through, and stood his ground. “Killing it isn’t the answer,” Harry told him shortly. “There is power in love, though. You taught me that.”

Just a bite.

Ballzz

Summary:

Harry Potter was declared, largely against his will, as the saviour of Britain's CCG branch. At only 19, he had risen through the ranks to Special Class Invesigator and been made leader of the controversial Quinx squad. They believed he would be the one to bring down The Death Eaters, an organised ghoul group that had been tormenting Britain for decades, and by extension Voldemort himself. Or he would have. If only they'd gotten to him in time.

Who let the snakes out?

ChemFreak

Summary:

Harry ducked into a small booth, breathing heavily. What a disaster! When Hermione had asked him to accompany her, to see the new tourism project Lucius Malfoy had launched on a small island off the Scottish coast, he hadn't realised how dramatically awry the day would go. In all fairness, he had to admit that probably no one had expected this. The security measures had seemed fine! And now it was too late and they were trapped on a remote island with magical beasts running rampant.

Nourished Souls on Privet Drive

Laserswordtraining

Summary:

Transported into another universe, Harry finds himself as a child being taken care of by his older self, well, the horcrux with his lightning scar. Harry’s memories of his previous life fade, and all Harry knows is Tom, their connection and the home they’ve built within the walls of Privet Drive. Climbing back into the cupboard and taking on his human form takes more strength than either of them realize, but replying to that letter is the most important thing Harry can do.

[aethon-recs]

30 Tomarrymort Recs for 2024 — One-Shot Edition (Part 2)

2024 recs continued! Here's a round-up of some of the most compelling one-shots that I came across in 2024 that I hope showcases the diversity of talent in our ship across a broad range of tropes and themes and ratings 🤍

Criteria for this list: one-shot, complete, published in 2024. Can be read in 1 sitting. Overall for 2024, I've split up the year-end recs into 3 parts: (1) Completed Multi-Chapter Fics, (2) One-Shots, (3) WIPs. Here’s the link back to Part 1: Completed Multi-Chapter Fics. 

The 3rd and last part of this list (WIPs/Longfics updated in 2024) will be posted soon. Happy reading!

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A Moment of Curiosity (or Weakness) by koel7 (E, 6k, complete)

“I’m having these dreams,” Harry says. “You’re in every one of them. I think you’ve been in them for a long time, I just didn’t know it was you.” Tom inclines his head, and Harry sees the red eyes. He sees deathly, pale skin, and a flash of green light. “Do you remember?”

a pale horse by @ictyn (E, 7k, complete)

Harry, a penniless orphan, struggles to survive under the superstitious judgement of his isolated puritan community. One day, a vile omen is left before the church, an omen which portends only doom. The elders choose to cast Harry out, sending him as a sacrifice to a crumbling castle. The Dark Lord waits within, ravenous for the taste of his blood and the sweetness of his soul.

A Prank Unlike Any Other by A_Single_Cactus (E, 2k, complete)

It was April Fools’ Day. Harry decides to prank Riddle by acting differently. He decides to act nice. It doesn’t go as planned.

Adhesion by @telelli-writes (T, 5k, complete)

Overachieving sixth-year prefect Tom Riddle is on the fast track to be Head Boy next year, a Department Head by thirty, and Minister for Magic by forty. Harry Potter, Quidditch star and the most popular boy in school, doesn't factor anywhere into those plans or Tom's life. Until Professor Slughorn pairs the two of them together on a Potions project.

bad guy by @circleofplanets (M, 5k, complete)

Considered the power couple of Hogwarts, Tom Marvolo Riddle and Harry James Potter have been the topic of interest ever since they got together. A series of interviews getting close and personal with their friends and their outsider perspective on the famed couple.

Blood of the Covenant by @solelyseeking (E, 10k, complete)

Perhaps more than Parseltongue ran through Tom's veins. The Gaunts carried a hunger in their blood- not just for power, as is their right- but for each other. Tom thinks of the way their legacy had dripped from Harry's tongue, later that night, as his wrist works beneath the covers. He feels no shame for his urges. Tradition is sacred, after all. And Tom had always wanted a family.

Consume by @known-concepts (E, 4k, complete)

Something goes awry during Voldemort's resurrection, the balances of life and death are upset, and there is only one way to fix it.

cult classic by @aitafrog (G, 3k, complete)

For his whole life, Harry’s been looking forward to leaving behind the Dursleys and making his own fresh start. He’d envisioned endless opportunities ahead of him, with countless ways of reinventing himself. But for all of his daydreams and plans, he never quite imagined his fresh start involving the infamous cult leader Tom Riddle.

Customer Service by lilacscented (T, 6k, complete)

Furious at Borgin & Burkes’ blatant false advertising and shoddy customer service, Harry spends his Christmas Eve on a quest for Justice. Tom, meanwhile, is just punching the clock for some holiday pay. Both of them end up getting more than they bargained for.

deadbolt by @duplicitywrites (E, 8k, complete)

Tom is stunning at sixteen. He has always been an exception in a sea of mediocrity, a chameleon of sorts, conducting himself with the arrogance of genius astride the pity of orphanhood. Each facet of Tom Riddle is a domino on the path of Voldemort; it is up to you to divert them. Or: Harry goes back in time again, and again, and again.

don't blame the stork by @theonceandfuturequeenoftarts (T, 10k, complete)

Harry feels a little adrift after the war, so Magic decides he needs a baby, Magical Britain decides he needs to be Minister, and Voldemort decides he needs some company.

Eternal Hunt by @metalomagnetic (E, 3k, complete)

Harry wants to be good. Tom wants Harry.

Fearsome Thing by @0p4l3sc3nc3 (NR, 13k, complete)

It was him. The angel. "P-pleased to meet you," Tom murmured, and then cursed his tongue for the stutter, and his throat for the raspy tone of his voice, and his heart for being a traitor. And the angel—Harry, he had to remember that name now, it was of utmost importance—smiled at him. "The pleasure is mine.”

Heartbeats by @cyandenial (T, 10k, complete)

Harry Potter, a medical student, volunteered to help in St Mungo's hospital for the summer, to gain extra credits and some practical experience. He was assigned to look over one old man, a task no one wanted, because Tom Riddle wasn’t making it easy for anyone. His horrible attitude brought about every nurse to tears, and Harry was determined not be among those who cried. To everyone's surprise, he managed somehow… Until he didn't.

his love life and death by @noctelier (T, 5k, complete)

Tom Riddle doesn’t get sick. His immune system, just like the rest of him, is extraordinary. Incomparable. No one would dare suggest otherwise. Which is why everyone goes silent when he starts to cough. Or: Tom contracts Hanahaki Disease, knows what he must do about it, and decides he’s better than all that (until he doesn’t).

Ho, Ho, Ho by @moontearpensfic (E, 3k, complete)

Tom's parents take him shopping at the mall, where he scopes out snake paraphernalia and a Santa Claus with pretty green eyes.

if the moon should ever doubt by @fericide (M, 6k, complete)

They meet in the Astronomy Tower.

Mistletoe Managed by @tommarvoloriddlesdiary (T, 3k, complete)

“What’s so bad about magical mistletoe?” Harry asks. Hermione sighs, “Well, magical mistletoe won’t let a person go until they share a heartfelt kiss... So he'll be there a while.”

O Come, All Ye Faithful by @shyinsunlight (E, 3k, complete)

The sanctity of midnight mass requires dignity, composure, and absolutely not dropping the thurible when Harry fucking Potter walks in fifteen minutes late. Harry, who hasn’t darkened the church door since last Easter, and who’s apparently decided Christmas Eve is the perfect time to make his triumphant return to worship.

paint your eyes with sunsets by @boyneptunee (T, 5k, complete)

Tom moves to a new apartment building where he more or less gets himself a boyfriend and a family. Oh, and there's also a cat.

Resonating Souls by @endlessburningdarkness (E, 4k, complete)

Minister Riddle has an unusually dream filled night.

Roughly 19 Years Later by @dividawrites (E, 2k, complete)

Platform 9¾ is a nice place for reunions.

seven by lilacscented (T, 7k, complete)

Harry meets Tom Riddle on the first day of school. He has just turned seven. “So you’re like me,” he says, a statement, not a question. “Meet me in the woods later this afternoon.”

Soil by @ratzeebatz (T, 11k, complete)

The thing about Tom, and many people were aware of this, is that he had a combination of traits that made him both dangerous and infinitely appealing to anyone that spoke to him.  Or: Tom Riddle is a murderous herbologist, and Harry smells better than anything he's smelled before.

stumbling into wonderful by @satflesk22 (E, 5k, complete)

The Ministry sees fit to meddle at Hogwarts in an attempt at curtailing rising pureblood sentiments, to try and lure prospective recruits away from the Dark Lord Nott. Unsurprisingly, the Heir of Slytherin is stuck together in a room with the Chosen One. The worst part is that it bloody works.

The Betrayal (and Boon) of One's Own Biology by @riverxsong-ao3 (E, 7k, complete)

Tom Riddle had always known he was destined for greatness. As a young wizard, he was certain he would present one day as an Alpha - strong, powerful, in charge. When he did not, he came to accept that he must, in fact, be a Beta. Then, one day, everything changed.

The Descent by @chaos-bear (E, 5k, complete)

Secrets, grief and blood magic collide in the depths of the Austrian Alps.

The Good Knight by @mosiva (E, 9k, complete)

Harry and Tom drifted apart at Hogwarts, and Harry hasn’t seen Tom in years as she’s off travelling the world. But Harry doesn’t have time to be sad about it. She’s got problems closer to home – like helping the Order of the Phoenix to combat the recent rise of one Lord Voldemort.

the thing lay dead by @duplicitywrites (E, 7k, complete)

In the end, there was one body that all refused to touch. It unnerved people to see even the corpse. Harry tended to him, this man made mortal. Smooth, alabaster skin and thin, brittle bones. Peaceful in death as he had never been in life. No longer a monster. Now a body, just like everyone else.

this is my persona, secret lover (he's my collar) by souliloquium (M, 3k, complete)

Some things are the same, some things are different. Harry is not the Boy Who Lived. He still finds the locket. And Tom finds him.

We Bow to Each Other, Harry by @liquidluckandstuff (T, 4k, complete)

Harry falls asleep with the Horcrux around his neck and has a very strange dream.

When the Weight is Gone by @marrythemonstersao3 (M, 7k, complete)

In the quiet after the war is over, Harry feels the empty space in his soul like a missing limb. Eventually, his grief and longing come to a head when Death offers him a choice: to move on for good, or go back and do it over again.

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[mosiva]

MORE GOOD KNIGHT please im so normal about good knight so normal pls

WIP folder game - ahh I am so glad I am not the only one who is entirely normal about this fic! One of these days I will work out how the sequel ends. Until then here is some of Harry's top-class bargaining skills:

“What –” Harry started to say, but the question died unspoken as Voldemort plucked the glass from her hand, setting it floating in the air next to her own, and raised Harry’s whisky-soaked hand to her mouth. Harry swallowed as Voldemort ran her mouth up Harry’s palm, chasing the drops of firewhisky. She felt far too aware of the soft warmth of Voldemort’s lips, the slow drag of her tongue as it slipped between Harry’s fingers. She stopped breathing entirely as Voldemort slipped Harry’s forefinger into her mouth. There hadn’t been that much firewhisky on it, but Voldemort still took her time. Her mouth was hot, wet, her tongue sliding round Harry’s knuckle. She scraped her teeth up the length of Harry’s finger, running her lips over Harry’s bitten-down nail. As she moved her lips to the next finger, Harry remembered herself. She tried to jerk her hand back, but Voldemort tightened her hold on Harry’s wrist and waist. “Ah,” Voldemort said. “I had forgotten… Do you wish to ravish me instead, my knight?” Harry had remembered how to breathe, but it wasn’t helping. It felt like all the air had gone out the room. She stared at Voldemort’s eyes, at her reddened lips, at the way her chest was moving beneath her robes, and she did wish for that. She wanted it more than anything. Or almost more than anything. “Well,” she got out, “maybe, but – I want you to tell me something first. I mean, you never answered my question about why you ended up at the manor house. Seems a bit… impolite.” Voldemort laughed. It was a weirdly genuine sound, a weirdly Tom-like sound. “That is not the most subtle of approaches, Harry.” Harry shrugged. “I don’t think subtle was working for me, do you?” “It never did, did it.” Voldemort was still looking amused. “But still, this is something new. Buying secrets with sex? Whatever would Dumbledore say about that?” Harry winced a bit at the description, but she supposed if you looked at it, it wasn’t entirely untrue. “He would say something cryptic,” she said. He always did, to Harry. She always felt like he kept her at more of an arms-length, something which had become steadily more noticeable the more involved she got with the Order. She assumed it was because of her friendships with Slytherins; Hermione got the same treatment. Still, it was understandable, if a bit annoying. She would never fault Dumbledore for being overly careful. “Anyway,” she continued, shaking off the thought. “I’ve got to be honest, I’ve run out of other ways to get you to tell me anything. I thought I might as well ask and see what happened.” Voldemort laughed again. “Now that is very much like you, Harry. Rushing into things.” Harry took a deep breath and reached out to cup Voldemort’s neck, brushing her thumb beneath Voldemort’s ear. It felt like far too natural a movement. “I suppose so,” she said. “So. What do you say?” Voldemort closed her eyes for a moment. It seemed like she leaned into Harry’s touch, just for a moment. “I say,” she murmured, opening her eyes again, “that there are other things I can offer you, my knight.”

[chiocchi]

[shelter-maki0]

Happy Birthday⛄️!

[noctelier]

his love life and death

Tom Riddle doesn’t get sick. His immune system, just like the rest of him, is extraordinary. Incomparable. No one would dare suggest otherwise.

Which is why everyone goes silent when he starts to cough.

Or: Tom Riddle contracts Hanahaki Disease, knows what he must do about it, and decides he’s above all that (until he doesn’t).

for @wailingbitchysapphic through the @tmrhpgiftexchange <3

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[a-fem-tomarrymort-fest]

𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔣𝔢𝔰𝔱!

calling all tomarrymort fans who like their fics genderbent...

...a fest about writing tomarrymort in fem!slash, f/m, f/nb, transgender forms, or any variation there upon. quite simply: ✨ women ! ✨

this fest is dedicated to women and the female experience, aiming to explore a specific area of the tomarrymort fandom, especially with the current political climate

𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

signups are open here from today (december 3) until december 31

fanfiction and fanart are both acceptable forms of submissions

there will be a single server for genderfuckery to go down

fanworks: anything told from or depicting fem!harry, fem!tom, fem!voldemort, or any variation in between (including those pesky horcruxes)

no minimum word count: one-shots or first chapters of multi-chapter fic

no limit to number of submissions

no exemptions on taboo subjects or restrictions on content, feel free to be as appalling as your heart desires

posting will begin on march 8, coinciding with international women's day and continue until march 30. late stragglers will be looked after

looking forward to seeing you and your dastardly creations!

(hosted by @curioushabitforarivergod with the very helpful assistance of @d00medbythenarrative)

[d00medbythenarrative]

To me it sounds gay as hell

[mosiva]

This one is the Hogwarts Kinktober day 5 prompt: dirty talk/voice kink.

I know you can hear me, Harry.

Harry took a deep breath. He tried very hard to listen to whatever answer Parvati was giving to Professor Riddle’s question about levitation charms. That ought to take all his attention.

But it was a short answer, and after Parvati had finished, Professor Riddle didn’t keep talking. Instead, he turned to let the chalk write out a couple of spell descriptions on the board. The bastard. There was no sound in the room but the scrape of the chalk and the breathing of about thirty students.

So stubborn, Harry. Did you dislike it so much?

Harry tried to squint at the words on the board. He probably shouldn’t have sat so far back, really. It felt like every time he did, Riddle’s chalk happened to write a bit smaller.

I did not dislike it. Quite the opposite.

Harry gripped his quill. He should probably think about writing this down. He did like Riddle’s classes, even if he was one of the strictest teachers at Hogwarts. The way he taught was ten times better than any of their previous Defence professors. It just made sense to Harry. And for the first time, it meant he was finally doing better in a subject than Hermione. He really wished Riddle had been around from their first year, instead of just for their last.

“Now, I’ll give you all ten minutes to prepare your approach,” Riddle was saying. Right – it was some kind of surprise practical. Harry thought back to what Riddle had been going on about before. They had to come up with their own way of countering whichever of the levitation charms Riddle was going to cast at them.

He bent his head over the parchment. Ten minutes was long enough to come up with something good. This was just the kind of classwork Harry loved – and now he really sounded like Hermione.

So focused, Harry. Are you trying to make me believe you are only such a teenage boy at night, in the darkness of your own bed?

Harry’s hand flexed on his quill. Now was not the time.

That got him a warm sense of laughter in return. It wasn’t malicious, exactly, but it still sent a shiver of foreboding through Harry.

But I think it’s exactly the right time. I indulged you last night; now I think that you can indulge me.

Harry wrote something blindly on the parchment.

He hadn’t told Ron and Hermione that their ill-advised rummage through the Room of Requirement’s lost items had left him with this weird mental connection. At first because he’d thought he’d just been imagining it, and then – which he would never admit out loud – because it felt like he’d gained a friend. They’d soon worked out that they were both real people, somewhere in wizarding Britain. Tom was a little older than Harry, but they still found plenty to talk about. Tom had been the one to leave the diadem in the Room.

Tom was easy to talk to. And it was easier, often, to talk about things in the privacy of your own head, where nobody else could hear. Where it was only Tom’s voice and his own. It was no surprise that Harry had soon felt almost as close to him as to Ron and Hermione.

And then last night had happened.

I’d love to see you, Harry. I can imagine how you looked, taking yourself in hand last night, but it’s not quite the same. I needed... details. I want to see how you look with your legs spread. I want to watch the shape of your mouth when you moan.

Harry swallowed. It had been a mistake. He’d woken up just a couple of hours after he’d gone to sleep, surfacing from a murky dream with a strangely familiar voice, and had found himself hard. It had been second nature to reach down to give himself some release.

Only – Tom had been there.

And, still half-asleep, stuck in the remnants of his dream, Harry hadn’t quite realised it was really Tom until it was too late.

He’d been ignoring him all morning since waking up again. Maybe that had been a mistake.

I think you would like that, Harry. To have me watching you. You certainly liked me listening to you.

Harry looked blindly up at the board, then down at his parchment. He’d written two incomprehensible lines.

And don’t worry; I very much liked listening to you too. You sounded… uninhibited. Do you always sound like that when you touch yourself, Harry, or only when you know I can hear you?

Harry licked his lips. It was remarkable, how difficult it was to ignore someone in your own head. It was more intimate than a whisper in his ear, than a touch to his neck.

I had planned to indulge in a few sounds myself, Harry. A few touches. I find that I want to do just what you did last night.

Harry sent back a silent plea – this really was not the time – but, predictably, it didn’t pacify Tom.

It only encouraged him.

I’m picturing you, Harry, right now. Sprawled in your bed, working yourself up. Do you slide a hand beneath your pyjamas, or do you prefer to show yourself off? That’s how I’d like to imagine you, Harry. Bare below the waist. Legs spread wide. Desperate.

Harry made a sound that was definitely too loud for the quiet classroom. He managed to turn it into a cough, ducking his head down.

Then he choked properly as he heard something from Tom that was absolutely not words.

He caught a concerned look from Ron at the desk beside him. Harry made a face that he hoped conveyed that everything was fine. Ron gave him one more long look, but turned back to his own parchment. He’d written a whole side of notes, Harry saw.

Tom made another sound that was far too much like a moan. It cut right through Harry’s head, and right through… other parts of Harry.

Would you look like that if I were there with you, in the dark, between your bedhangings? The way you sounded last night, Harry… It has been a long time since I was so affected. How would you sound if I got my hands on you? I would make you last, Harry. I know how to stretch out pleasure. And it would be pleasure for me too.

It is a pleasure for me now.

Harry was all too aware of that. He shifted in his seat.

Oh, but this isn’t quite fair. Would you like to picture me too, Harry?

No, Harry thought, but it made no difference.

Imagine me at my desk. My legs are spread wide. I’m thinking of you in front of me. It’s a very nice thought, Harry. A… stimulating one.

Harry licked his lips. Maybe he should ask Riddle if he could go use the bathroom; he was near the back of the classroom, he could slip out pretty quickly.

Before anyone saw his… condition.

Harry.

“Harry.”

Harry jerked his head up. That hadn’t been Tom; that had been Professor Riddle. Who, unusually, hadn’t been prowling around during their prep time. He’d stayed sat behind his desk.

He was still sitting there now, but he was leaning forwards, looking directly at Harry.

“Harry,” he repeated, with a strange sort of smile. “Time’s up. I’d like you to start us off; I’m sure you’ve got something good up your sleeve. Stand up, come up here, and let’s begin.”

[greece-greecia]

Lesbianaaaaaaas <3

[noctelier]

the scar remains | ch. 5: but i can’t hide

Harry looked up when he finished reading the front page. “This is… good, right?”

Hermione looked exasperated. Ron looked incredulous.

“Bad, then,” he corrected.

“Harry,” said Hermione with a sigh, “he may not have gotten it out last night, but he still knows who you are. Whether it’s today, tomorrow, in a week… he’d be insane not to reveal something of that caliber.”

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[d00medbythenarrative]

"Souls, such poor things, always ache for one another."

[hopelessvalentines]

“you’re my best friend, now i’ve got no one to tell i’ve lost my best friend.”

….

[stolenviolet]

You know what they say...practice makes perfect!

[aethon-recs]

This Week in Tomarrymort (15 - 22 August 2024)

Wow, a lot of amazing updates of ongoing fic this week! And even some double updates for a number of fics!! So much to read! 🎉

As before, these are all either ongoing Tomarrymort fics that I’m subscribed to or one shots that I found while browsing that were updated in the last week. My goal is to compile these lists on Fridays, so that everyone has lots of juicy fic to read going into the weekend 🤍 I find myself missing updates all the time, so I hope this will be a helpful compilation of updates of ongoing fic that you may have missed! Happy reading. 

Last week's Tomarrymort weekly: 7-15 August 2024

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Tomarrymort One Shots and Completed Fic

One Shot | Dream of me by @jjaegerb0mb 

One Shot | A Snake Love Story by sparrowshellcat

One Shot | All Will be Equal by sparrowshellcat

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Tomarrymort Ongoing Fics

Chapter 65 of draw me after you (let us run) by @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger

Chapter 4 of The Unintentional Consequences of Prison Reform by @badluck

Chapter 4 of the scar remains by @noctelier

Chapters 4 and 5 of Anytime, Anywhere, Always by @moontearpensfic

Chapters 111 and 112 of Liquida Tenebris (Remastered) by @dymis

Chapters 29 and 30 of Part One - The Solitude of Suffering by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapter 39 of you're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature (finger-bangin' my heart) by @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger

Chapter 13 of Learning to love by @l-archiduchesse

Chapters 1 and 2 of How Not to Kidnap a Mafia Boss by Melon_Green

Chapters 3 and 4 of Saint Harry by @alenablack @chaos-bear

Chapter 6 of Do It Over by @thefangirlibrarian

Chapters 4 and 5 of His condition by @ciacconne

Chapter 18 of What In Me Is Dark, Illumine by @telelli-writes

Chapter 4 of For If I'm Going Down, I'll Take You With Me by @apocryphalzenith

Chapter 8 of Cocytus by @xenomorphology-ao3

Chapter 3 of These Fragments We've Shored by @rowena-rain

Chapter 19 of Time Stumbler by Wintumn

Chapter 10 of Catching up by lemonchase

Chapter 2 of perfect boys with their perfect lives by @duplicitywrites

Chapter 12 of Outrunning the Villain in You by @zenyteehee

Chapter 36 of With a resolute heart by Act_Naturally

Chapter 2 of midnight train by @girl-with-goats

Chapters 1 and 2 of Dreams Beyond Blood by @hikarimeroperiddle

Chapter 18 of Occultation by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 1 of quid pro quo by marshall_1300

Chapters 1 and 2 of Thin Skin by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapters 1 through 3 of Fate's Coffin by @noxxytocin

Chapter 1 of a pound of flesh by @ictyn

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