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Sweet and Sour by silentinhill
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
19 Sep 2025
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When Narcissa Malfoy used forbidden magic to save her son from Voldemort, Draco was hurled into a savage world where humanity cowered behind walls—and the man with green eyes and a cripple’s disguise was nothing like the heroes of Hogwarts.
Eren Yeager had no use for pretty prisoners until the boy with silver eyes and platinum hair collapsed in Marley’s dirt. Now, torn between his mission and the possessive hunger Draco ignited in him, Eren made a dangerous choice: to protect the enemy who could unravel everything.
As Zeke’s suspicions grew and Draco’s magic began merging with Founding Titan power, two broken souls had to decide—was this bond salvation, or a sharper kind of doom?
(Or: Draco Malfoy would rather have died than be owned—by Voldemort, by Marley, or by the green-eyed soldier who smelled like thunderstorms and war. Eren Yeager disagreed.)
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𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙄𝘾 𝙄𝙎 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆
𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙍𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙍𝙀𝙒𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙉GO TO CHAPTER 5 FOR CHAPTER 1 NEW VERSION
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18 Sep 2025
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Harry and Draco were trapped in 1940s Hogwarts with young Tom Riddle, and he was nothing like the monster from their history books. He was charming and brilliant and dangerous in ways that made their skin crawl. Every day under his watchful eyes, they found themselves drawn deeper into his web and closer to each other than they’d ever meant to be. The lines between enemy and ally blurred until they couldn’t tell which was more terrifying: Riddle’s growing interest in them, or the way they’d started to need each other to survive.
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Or what Harry and Draco thought they knew as history was only half the truth.
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13 Sep 2025
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Harry Potter dies to end the war, but instead of finding peace, he awakens as a child in the past. Frail, drained of magic and burdened by memory, he's taken in by a mysterious man with golden eyes and gentle hands. It's a beginning, one he didn't ask for. One shaped by Death, stitched together with secrets and shadowed by a soul that's fraying at the edges.
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26 Aug 2025
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Broken Me Found Broken You by JustSadThingsMostly for Static_Whisper
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
24 Nov 2022
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It’s determined that Severus Snape and Sirius Black are immune to punishment after years of near-fatal pranks, bullying, and homemade curses. The only person who thinks them capable of ending the feud and finishing their education is Professor McGonagall. For the summer of ‘77, she gives them a pair of charmed hand mirrors and an ultimatum: communicate. That’s it, a mere ten minutes every Saturday.
Back at Hogwarts, when their animosity proves insurmountable, Sirius and Severus are relegated to a small, Eighth Year dormitory. The tight quarters—wandless—are intended to force them to make a peaceful reconciliation, but peace is impossible with a bloody war ramping up inside and outside the castle.
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10 Aug 2025
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"Memory was a fickle thing—a currency, an illusion, and sometimes the last fragment of yourself you'd one day trade without hesitation - only to spend eternity searching every haunted face in the crowd for traces of what you sold."
_________The spirits always knew Viktoria Mortimer's name - whispered it in forgotten tongues when candlelight guttered, carved it in frost on windows when winter came calling. She'd spent years answering.
A Malfoy in blood but not in name, Durmstrang's most notorious alumna had turned her bastard status into power. While wizards dueled with wands, she bargained with phantoms; where others saw corpses, she saw conduits. The Old Ways lived in her bones - until her father's corpse dragged her back to England.
One simple ritual. One mistake.
Now 1948 breathed around her like a living thing. Grindelwald's shadow lingerd in the alleys. A young Voldemort walked London's streets, somewhere. And her hard-won magic? Useless. The spirits here don't recognize their debtor.
Two rules anchor her in time's storm:
Wealth is armor
Stay as far away as humanly possible from the one who calls himself VoldemortBut the dead rarely bend to the will of the living
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10 Aug 2025