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Voldemort was one of the most famous and earliest artists from the Renaissance Era and arguably the most famous English one. He painted, sculpted countless statues for the public, royalty, and nobles alike.
His most famous painting wasn’t a commission nor a piece that he had planned to make money off. It went under the name “The Potterer”, presumably the last painting (and the best work) of Voldemort.
Tom Riddle, Voldemort’s last living descendant was given the responsibility to take care of the expensive paintings.
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Harry Potter… Well, Harry didn’t know why everyone kept mistaking him for the person in the painting. What was so special about it anyway? It was just a portrait of someone! -
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After his natural death, Harry finds himself stuck inside baby Tom Riddle.
Harry isn’t going to let a lack of his own body stop him from giving Tom Riddle the loving childhood he so desperately needs.
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- Part 9 of Subverting Tropes
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If you had the opportunity to enter a world where you could prevent wars, where your loved ones would survive, and the price was merely time, what would you do? Harry Potter, eventually, paid a different price.
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Harry Potter and the Adorable Little Dark Lord Who Loves Cuddles
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Introductions: How to Raise Your Own Fluffy Little Dark Lord (Warning: Do not attempt this at home unless you’re a fully grown wizard or The Chosen One)
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Eric was too young to remember the war, the plague, the way they lived before hubris and hatred crashed the population, killing off nearly every woman and, with them, any hope for a future.
Eric was too young to remember his mother, or anyone's mother; he was an Endgame Child, born in the final hours of the old world. He was part of the final generation. At least, until the genetic apocalypse began to mutate, creating within a few men the ability to carry a child. What should be seen as holy salvation was, instead, a commodity for a desperate world, and to most, Changing was synonymous with Death.
Eric was too young to remember any of this, but at 17, he wasn't too young to change.
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He finally looked up at her. He was so much more beautiful when he looked up. His eyes gave the illusion of being lighter, framed by his dark lashes and sculpted features.
“Did you fly?”
It was childish coming from his mouth and he regretted it immediately. But a smile bloomed from her face like no other smile he’d ever seen before, and he rescinded his regret just as quickly as it had blossomed.“I flew so far, and I wound up here at Hogwarts.”
'Here, with me', Tom thought. 'You flew here to me.' He thought it greedily and desperately.
Elizabeth Stewart loved Harry Potter. She'd grown up reading the books and watching the movies. And she was laying in bed reading when it happened. Her room was dark and her mind was silent.
When she awoke, she was in the body of a young teenage witch, Aliena Greengrass.
All she had to do was avoid Tom Riddle and get back to her own world. To find a way back to her family, where no magic existed.
If only the universe was on her side.