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With exams looming and Umbridge with more power than ever Harry is at the end of his tether so decides to try writing a letter to Voldemort, in an effort to stop the nightmares/visions that, admittedly, mean absolutely nothing to him.
This one little act will spark a chain of events that can lead to massive changes in the wizarding world, but will it be for better or worse.
This is my take on the 'Harry writes Voldemort a letter trope', I hope you enjoy it.
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- Part 1 of Dear Voldie
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28 Aug 2023
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Coffee shop AU with Accidental Wooing of Wealthy Men (or just one wealthy man, but Riddle’s enough trouble to count for ten tbh even if Harry doesn’t know that yet). Also a dash of murder because I need my emotional crutches in storytelling.
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“What I find absolutely fascinating,” Riddle said, stalking closer, “is you.” He marched forward, backing Harry up until he was pinned to the cool wall of the common room. “Do you know why?”
“No. And I’ll be honest here, Riddle, I don’t particularly care.”
The taller boy grinned at him, small yet infinitely pleased. “That. Right there.” One hand rose and brushed some of Harry’s fringe from his face. “Nathan Ciro was a spineless little boy too afraid of his own shadow to dare even glance in my direction. But you…”
He leaned closer, “You look at me like you want to stab me.”
After an accident, Auror Harry Potter wakes up in the body of fourteen year old Nathan Ciro, a tormented Slytherin who recently tried to end his own life. Seeking answers to his strange predicament, Harry returns to Hogwarts, and causes quite the stir through staff and students - especially when they come to realise he is not the same boy as before.
He tries to avoid suspicion, but as his quest for the truth draws more and more attention to him, Harry begins to think that he might not like what he will discover.
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Not My Game, Not My Plot, Not My Problem by RevasLavellan
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
04 Jul 2025
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Lyla downloaded the gacha game for some pretty pixel boys and endorphin-click mechanics.
What she actually got was interdimensional PTSD and a shiny new Hunter badge she never asked for.
Monsters. Plot holes. Sexy men with backstories that scream “therapist required.”
Right—Lyla’s “I’m out” was so abrupt even the Hunter Association blinked.
Her power said “gamify.”
She said “Stardew Valley”
Now she’s off-grid with a farm, 80% less anxiety, and avoids the main story like a tax audit.
Xavier comes looking for evidence of foul play.
Finds turnips, a hedgemaze, and the slow crumbling of his priorities instead.AKA:
I Transmigrated Into a Romance Game and Immediately Resigned
I’m Too Exhausted to Die for a Hot Boy Gacha Plotline
I Wanted a Chill Dating Sim, Not a Cosmic Dumpster Fire Apocalypse
Good Luck, MC! I’m Totally Rooting for You... From a Very Safe, Very Far-off Distance Behind a Very Large Fence. You Got This. Probably. -
Chaos? Hardly knew her by Mirror of a Murderpoo (SlyBlueBird)
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
05 Jun 2025
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“The Emperor’s New Groove.”
The barista, the young man who had asked about my favorite movie, blinked at my answer. So, I repeated it.
“My favorite film is the Emperor’s New Groove. So can I get a latte now?”
“Ah, sure!” He fumbled a bit while grabbing a medium sized cup. “Never heard of it. What’s it about?”
“An emperor that gets turned into a llama.” I shrugged, nonchalant despite how odd I knew I sounded. “Though I’m a sucker for any movie that does the ‘how I got here’ trope. Full freeze frame record scratch shit like in Sunset Boulevard.”
“What’s that one about…?”
“Guy dies, narrates how he got dead. World within a world stuff happens.”
The barista was fully weirded out now, and I had to resist laughing. Not that I could blame him. There were several things about this situation that were bizarre. First, the two movies that I had listed didn’t exist in this world. Second, I hadn’t existed in this world until yesterday. And third, this wasn’t the first time I’d been yeeted into a universe that had once only existed in the pages of a book or behind a phone screen.
Yup, that’s me, a serial transmigrator. And this time, I’d ended up in Love and Deepspace.