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They were enemies, once. They still are—aren’t they?
But the magic binding them doesn’t care for old grudges. It whispers in dreams, pulls them close, stirs need where only contempt once lived. In the dead of night, Severus begins to unravel—and Sirius watches, wanting, waiting.
Severus turns—and collides with Sirius Black’s chest.
Heat, solid and unyielding, sears through the fabric of his robes, stealing the breath from his lungs. The forest looms, silent. The wind curls through the trees like whispered secrets. Every nerve screams run—but he cannot move.
"I have you," Sirius murmurs, voice low, dark, reverberating like a vow.
Severus shudders. Not in fear. Not in anything he can name.
Sirius’s hands are on him, branding, possessive, raking up his sides, curling into his waist, breath a ghost against his throat. His scent—smoke, sweat, something dark—coils in Severus’s lungs, heady and intoxicating.
He shouldn’t want this. He doesn’t want this.
And yet—
When Sirius presses him back against the bark, when lips find his skin—teasing, claiming—Severus’s breath stutters. His fingers tighten in Sirius’s hair, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer.
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When a Death Eater raid kills the Dursleys, the Ministry decides Harry needs a responsible guardian.
He gets a husband instead.
Now trapped in a political marriage, Harry and Severus must learn to coexist as the world outside falls deeper into darkness. -
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In Cokeworth there's a chip shop. In 1976 the owner offers a boy a part time job.
The boy is far too sharp and Jack can't help worrying about him.Updates at least once a week.
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- Part 1 of A Chippy in Cokeworth
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Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me? (you should be) by Snoweylily
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
10 Jul 2026
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“No post on Sundays” Uncle Vernon announced happily, “No damn letters today-”
Something came whizzing down the kitchen chimney as he spoke and caught him sharply on the back of the head. The next moment, thirty or forty letters came pelting out of the fireplace like bullets.
“That does it!” he snapped, his beady little eyes focused solely on Harry, “It’s you that they want. And they won’t stop coming after us until you’re… gone”.
Harry didn't like the sound of that.
“But Vernon, we can’t! You heard what that- that despicable old man told us!”
“Don’t worry, pet” Vernon said, his nasty grin triumphant, “I’ll leave him someplace so far away that those freaks will never trace him back to us. There’s an institute up north, for these- these hopeless cases and whatnot - St Brutus's Secure Centre for Boys. I’ll leave him there, and then we can get back to our nice, normal life”.Or, the one where Harry doesn't attend Hogwarts in first year but finds his way to the wizarding world anyway, and this changes everything.
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- Part 1 of WAOLOM
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Harry Potter was never meant to survive - let alone disappear.
When he returns to the wizarding world years after being presumed dead, everyone expects a saviour. Instead, they find a boy with bright Killing curse eyes, an innate understanding of Dark Magic and runes, and teeth far too sharp for comfort.
But power always recognises power, and Harry finds himself being pulled - inevitably, irresistibly - toward the two men who wield it best.Or, "You think you're clever, don't you?" Severus said, though without the bite he usually reserved for such remarks.
Harry tilted his head, a wry smirk on his blood red lips. “I think I’m clever enough... Say hi to your husband for me."