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damn-it-a-hogwarts-legacy-blog · 6 months

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I’ve been so sick for about a week now and I think I’m officially off my rocker, because it’s Unhinged Ominis Gaunt Theory Time…

Two (edit. sorry, apparently I can't count lol) things I wanna bring up as an intro:

1: so Astoria Malfoy died of a blood curse. It was a spell someone placed on one of her ancestors. The spell was dormant until she was born, then it killed her. Therefore, there exists magic that is like a time bomb: dormant until a certain date, likely predetermined or at least set to some distant future, that can be carried through a bloodline.

2: you know how you have to make eye contact with a basilisk for it to kill you? It isn’t enough for it to merely look at you or you at it, you have to directly return its gaze. Any impairment to your vision weakens the effect. Soooo it would stand to reason that someone who was totally blind wouldn’t at all be affected…

What if Ominis is blind because he was meant to be the heir of Slytherin to open the chamber of secrets? As in, Salazar Slytherin could have set some kind of spell in motion that ensured one of his descendants could control the basilisk easily by making them both totally, incurably blind (so nobody could meddle) and a parselmouth. It’s the ultimate failsafe. Slytherin simply wouldn’t have counted on that descendant being a sweet angel of a boy—a fact that would have ended up being his prophecy’s undoing and leading to an imperfect execution of that prophecy later on with Tom Riddle/Voldemort. Aunt Noctua might have saved a ton of people by influencing Ominis to refuse his family’s indoctrination (entire, equally unhinged post here on why I think Noctua was likely the reason Ominis is the way he is).

Which brings me to my final point: it could very well be that Noctua intercepted Ominis with the intention of more than simply saving a physically abused boy from his family. She was very likely the reason he refused to cast crucio on muggles in the first place. Since every Gaunt knew the location of the chamber (it doesn’t take a lot of imagination to guess at why Ominis never admits to this knowledge), it seems likely that the entire family would have been waiting for him to be born, intending to build him up to command the basilisk until Noctua foiled them. I would think that even the Gaunts could understand the convenience of a totally blind heir of Slytherin.

I can’t personally see the Gaunts being the type to exact revenge by sending Noctua down to the Scriptorium through hints and crumbs of info left for her to find on her own so she wouldn’t suspect anything. It’s too subtle and indirect for a family that was known for its insanity and violence for the sake of violence. BUT, if they did indeed have the foresight and presence of mind to condemn her to that fate, it was horrifically genius. To exploit someone’s kind nature and make them go searching for something that never existed, only to die completely alone so close to where Slytherin concocted his plans for the basilisk and Ominis, is truly chilling.

#uhhhh yeah in proofreading this I can say I am insane lol #hogwarts legacy #Harry Potter #ominis gaunt #salazar slytherin #voldemort #tom riddle #headcanons

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coldemergency · 7 days

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Tom Riddle existing

oh noooooooo, he’s hot

#harry potter #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle jr #lord voldemort #voldemort #hot but insane men are my type

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courfee · 1 month

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it's actually fucked up that the reason lily and james died was because their respective best friends betrayed them

#hp #marauders #Jily #Like yeah tbf severus snape was lilys ex best friend #And peter pettigrew was just one of james best friends (and not The best friend)#But the point stands and the reason that both of them got betrayed by their best friends is just hhhh #Both of them telling vital information the voldemort that gets them killed...#The parallels between snapes and peter are actually impressive #I should think about that more when im not insanely sleep deprived

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dark-elf-writes · 2 months

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So we’ve come to accept the reality that I can’t like something without thinking about an in depth crossover where Harry gets raised by people who actually care about him right?

So anyway Shower Thought

Desmond who lives through the solar flare and refuses to fall in line with whatever William has planned but also can’t go back to a civilian life without feeling like he is betraying everything his ancestors built so he gets shipped off to England to chase the other people of their bloodline so they couldn’t be used in more Abstergo nonsense and also to build up the brotherhood after the heavy losses they’ve faced.

The first person on his list to look into? Lily Evan’s who is a distant cousin of some sort that disappeared into the system after an attack on the base she was born at and all but disappeared completely when she turned eleven.

He doesn’t find her, but he does find her child locked in a cupboard while the woman’s adopted sister tries to lie to him about the line having died out.

(The glowing lines of Isu tech now embedded in his arm ache with his rage. He can almost hear Altair’s growling voice in his ear demanding justice. Can almost see Ezio prowling behind the woman and her hateful husband as if he’s going to take them out himself. Can almost feel the lock picking tools in Connor’s hands as he glares at the cupboard with glowing gold eyes. Hell maybe he does see them. Most of the time he can’t tell how much is his fractured mind producing ghosts of the only people he has felt safe with and what is Isu bullshit punching through time itself so they are actually there.)

Which is how Desmond ends up semi kidnapping a child (is it really kidnapping if his guardians shoved Harry in his arms and told him to never come back?) and trying to figure out how much grief he is going to get by bringing the kid home on a motorcycle

The image that really set all of this off is imagining Harry getting inducted into the brotherhood literally in the middle of the battle of Hogwarts a la will and Elizabeth’s wedding in pirates of the Caribbean through both Desmond and the ancestors via the resurrection stone.

#the elf talks #assassins creed #Harry Potter #elf’s shower thoughts #including the deathly hallows as sort of pieces of Eden Harry ending Voldemort with good old fashioned violence and so many bird pet names #and desmond with the most insane parenting style that consists of memories that aren’t and the exact opposite of what William would do #also maybe Desmond hurt and pining for the ancestors but putting on a brave face because he can’t go back to them no matter how much he want #so many thoughts and ideas here #is this entirely so Harry can stab Voldemort with a hidden blade? probably

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ziggystardustyy · 1 month

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slughorn getting intense deja-vu when regulus black, his favourite student, stays behind after slug club, tin of crystalised pineapple in hand and asks ever so sweetly; "sir, what can you tell me about horcruxes?"

#the tom riddle and regulus black parallels are INSANE #i feel like i need to write this scene rn #regulus black #headcanon #hcs #marauders #voldemort #tom riddle #horace slughorn

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consistentsquash · 5 months

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Sorry I have to scream somewhere after seeing your Reddit comment. CATULLUS 16 SHIPPED VOLDEMORT/DYLAN THOMAS. Dylan Thomas who wrote Do not go gentle into that good night. 🤣🤟

:D I feel folks get hung up on eldritcher's Tomarry or whatever but meanwhile the real deal is Voldemort crushing hard on famous poets, politicians and mathematicians. Obviously this is super reductive. These fics are incredibly hard to describe. But I love his dick thirst. Off the top of my head

Cat16 - Of course Dylan Thomas. Also everybody else. This Voldemort is the dickchaser. He just needs a dick with a pulse, ok?

EotF - Voldemort is chasing Viktor Krum's dick because he has got this crush on Vasil Levski, Bulgarian national hero. Also his crush on the Mahatma. In conclusion, his dick is into history.

Entschiedungsproblem - Alan Turing. Enough said.

Republic - the statue of Augustus. I mean.

Omphale - Agnes Sorrel the French King's sidechick with one boob fashion

I am definitely forgetting a lot of other cases of Voldemort's VIP dick thirst but yeah the only version with dick selfcontrol is the version in Pandemic probably. Which makes sense. He is a cryptobro. Cryptobros ain't getting any.

#fic recs #harrymort #tomarry #hp fic recs #hp slash fic recs #voldemort and dickchasing #VIP dicks only #asks #asks answered #the beautiful insanity of the four chord carousel #hp fics that just need special categories #also yeah no never typing catullus 16 again because it gets interesting reactions #cat16 sorry i am hays code now

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obrother1976 · 7 months

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Waiting patiently for you to get into HP…specifically Voldemort/Harry. Your insights give me life and I would love to see what you have to say about them.

first of. kissing u for that last bit <3 . but also im trying!!! dont know anything about them other than what i picked up through osmosis. but i read contrapasso. so at least im informed about everything they specifically got going on and im into it.

#everyone. read contrapasso by hanamichi #the sad thing is i cant say anything smart (or insane) about them bc i dont know enough about them #but trust and believe im already fully insane about the fascist grooming.#actually hold on. i do have something to say. they should be in a in a glass cage (1986) situation. voldemort in the iron lung.#harry as angelo obv.#wait hold on. im having thoughts.#ask

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birlwrites · 10 months

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my brain says you have enough wips my heart says lily-centric gen megafic in which she kills voldemort with the help of marlene, dorcas, and professor mcgonagall

#madam pomfrey is in the background being exhausted (she loves them)#LILY IS JUST!!!!#SHE FASCINATES ME #IT WLD BE GEN BECAUSE WE ARE NOT TAKING ATTENTION AWAY FROM HER!! NO WAY!!!!!#lily surrounded by wlw best friends and professors and multiple annoying boys infatuated with her: hmm. no thanks #she has a complicated relationship with an older sibling #she gets overlooked or under-characterized in fics in favor of the marauders #she deserves to blow things up and commit a few murders #that checks all MY boxes for a protagonist #writing inspo #(for future reference)#the only marauder who's allowed to have an important/central role is peter #my other favorite under-characterized gryffindor #cant decide if dorcas should be a ravenclaw or a slytherin #either way putting her on a team with 2.5 gryffindors (mcgonagall is only half involved) is asking for trouble #trouble for VOLDEMORT that is #lily should also get some cool scars #with BATSHIT INSANE stories behind them #and explosives of course #there's a spin-off in which she and heather brown fall in love #lily: this is my girlfriend heather and this is heather's boyfriend priam and this is priam's cat priscilla

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thequietones111 · 1 year

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If the Harry Potter universe has taught us anything than;

That you cannot safe your people by becoming the monster you seek to destroy.

That holding onto your deepest hurt causes you to destroy your soul.

That friendship and kindness is always stronger than contempt and hate.

That family and love is the greatest power there is.

I send all my love to all the people who found family and refuge in the Harry Potter world. May your friendships and memories never be tainted.

I will take a break due to the unreasonableness on both sides of this argument and return when the self destructive people have largely moved on and the snake starts to devour itself.

Oh and fuck all the people that stand against togetherness, acceptance and love. If you behave like poison you are poison. Including you, JKR.

#taking a break #dont need this bs in my life #just put your phone down and quit the insanity #harry potter #hp #tomarry #harrymort #tom riddle #lord voldemort #tomarrymort #see ya later alligator

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vashhanamichi · 10 months

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Voldemort and Harry. To me <3

#sorry for being insane it will happen again etc #something about a young thing being completely helplessly in love with a powerful man who's known her (him) since she (he) was a child #voldemort/harry #tomharry

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slytherinsnekxvii · 2 years

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let's say snape did ask voldemort to spare harry potter, and, by some miracle, doesn't get cursed on the spot. what then?

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches..." the hag hisses in Severus' memories, dragged to the forefront of his mind by the Dark Lord's consuming, imposing power. "Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies..."

He stumbles backward as the Dark Lord releases him, jabs a heel into the ground to force his body into stillness. The contact is good, grounding. He is here for a purpose, and he will not make a fool of himself before the Dark Lord.

"I know of the prophecy already, Severus," the Dark Lord says, patiently. Indulgently, really, and it is glorious. To be treated with this level of respect by the Dark Lord himself... Mulciber must be eating his hat, and Potter, Black and their little pets rolling in the graves that surely awaited them. "Your having delivered it to me is the reason I have deigned to offer you both my Mark and your choice of reward."

"Of course, my Lord," Severus says, "and I thank you for both."

He flexes his arm at his side, already branded by skull and snake, half scabbed-over, before bending at the waist in a deep bow.

"Rise," the Dark Lord tells him, and Severus catches the amusement in his tone. "Lucius tells me you have great potential, and I believe you will be... most useful to me."

"Thank you, my Lord," Severus says, reverently, and squashes any further daydreams of spitting on pureblood ponces and grinding headstones beneath his boots. He needs to be clear-headed for this. He hardly presumes to be indispensable, but the Dark Lord has named him useful, has promised him a reward. This opportunity, this sort of power, the sort of respect that he would be able to command as one of the Dark Lord's trusted and used... it cannot—must not—be squandered.

"Have you chosen, Severus? Money, glory? Women, perhaps... no. You look above such things, do you not?" The Dark Lord's face twisted at that, a fleeting smirk setting itself across his unsettling features. "Ah. Knowledge is what tempts you... yes. Unadulterated, uncensored knowledge. You could have the contents of the most coveted Dark Arts libraries in your hands. Power the likes of which most people could never dream of. What will you ask of me, Severus?"

His tongue itches to answer, but the Dark Lord continues.

"I do not make a habit of granting requests such as these. Your brethren who have earned the privilege have asked for banal, plebian things or they have pandered to me with silly trinkets and petty refusals. Will you follow in their footsteps? What will you ask of me, Severus?"

The Dark Lord lowers his gaze, ever-so-gentle, presses into Severus' mind once more. A smile flits across his face as he skims through each layer of thought, memory and consciousness, tugging and pulling as he chooses. He snags something, holds tight to it, and Severus is overcome by pure, blinding rage as his life, shown in flashes of humiliation, pain, anger, anger, embarrassment, injustice, so much anger, plays out before him.

"Revenge. Yes, that must be it. You want them to pay for what they've done," the Dark Lord. "That filthy Muggle father of yours, those disgusting blood traitors, yes, all of them will pay. Is that what you would ask of me, Severus?"

The Dark Lord holds his mind in a vice grip, tight, harsh, painful. Had it been a physical hold, Severus would no doubt have been nearly to his knees at this point, gasping for air, begging and prodding at his Lord's arms to allow him to go free. It is entirely within his own mind, however, and with regards to Occlumency, Severus is particularly resilient. As the Dark Lord pries and clutches, his eerie red gaze fixed on Severus' own black stare, he calls to his mouth the words he will answer with, but is silenced before he can speak them.

"No. Their blood would be wasted on you. I could make you—no. No matter," the Dark Lord says, releasing him once more with all the gentleness of a hard shove. "This, you may consider a gift. I will impart to you a secret, Severus, for you have granted me the information which makes this particular endeavour possible. I am going to Godric's Hollow tonight, and I will destroy the creature that Albus Dumbledore presumes will vanquish me."

"God—"

"Silence, Severus. This to to your benefit, you understand. The child must die, of course, but that filthy blood traitor Potter—I will kill him, and through me, you may have your revenge, and thus, you will be free to ask for what else your heart desires."

His head spins, and the Dark Lord cares not, fixing him with a burning red gaze that grows ever impatient.

"What will you ask of me, Severus?"

He can think of a million things he wants, a thousand things that would catapult him into the life he wanted, without having to claw his up from beneath everyone else's feet.

Power, for one. Respect, esteem, the Dark Lord's favour.

He could ask for any of them, he knows which of them he would choose.

The memories crowd his mind, though, unbidden, shaken free by the Dark Lord's rough handling of his innermost thoughts, his mentioning of Godric's Hollow. He doesn't even need to close his eyes to see her. Lily, laying on the grass beside him. Lily, sitting next to him in the Library, laughing over something or other as they breeze through their Potions homework. Lily, turning him away at the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room. Lily, turning her back on him for James fucking Potter and his band of assholes.

Another thought chases them, even more unwanted and unexpected than its predecessors—Lily, body broken and cold, dead on the floor of her home between her husband and child, because of course, of course, she would throw herself between her family—James bloody Potter and his fucking spawn—and the Dark Lord himself.

He cannot ask for her life.

It would be madness. Folly. An impossible request that would follow him for the rest of his time in the Dark Lord's service. He will not squander this opportunity, he will not ruin this for himself as so many things have been ruined before, he will not lose his only chance—

The Dark Lord looks at him, and Severus anticipates the rustling, the grip of thought on his mind and quickly, quietly buries it all, as he blurts, "Lily."

Severus Snape is a fool.

The Dark Lord knows this now. He must.

"You desire... the girl?" the Dark Lord asks.

Severus must be an imbecile. A thrice-damned, hellbound, cotton-brained dunderhead.

"Very well," the Dark Lord muses. "It would be a fitting addition to your revenge. From what I have been told, she was your Mudblood first, was she not?"

Severus nods, mute.

His?

Never. Not really.

"I shall spare her life, and you will have her."

"Thank you, my Lord," Severus rasps, the words bubbling up through a dry, dusty throat, and automatically falls into a bow. He is a fool. "You are too kind."

"Kind..." the Dark Lord rolls the word around his mouth, and spits it as though it is particularly vile. "Hardly. It is only what you deserve."

"Thank you, my Lord." Severus says, and turns to leave.

"You were not dismissed, Severus," he says, and Severus turns back, immediately.

"I'm so—"

"No matter, and straighten up. Tell me, Severus. You think me kind?"

He swallows. "My lord is most generous—"

The Dark Lord stops him, regards him with what little humanity remains in his gaze. Laughs.

Severus stiffens, the hairs on the back of his neck raising at the grating sound.

"Join me. Tonight. You will further prove your usefulness, and kill James Potter yourself. I will spare your precious Mudblood her life."

His stomach rolls in protest at the thought, conflicting thoughts flying through his mind, a cacophony of "She already thinks the worst of you," playing against a backdrop of Lily Potter cradling the bodies of her dead husband and son. Guilt wells up in his throat, swimming up his oesophagus just the same as bile, and he says, "Yes, my lord. Thank you, my Lord."

Petty refusal, the Dark Lord had said, but such was never an option. Severus had sold his soul, and the devil does not bargain. In exchange for Lily Potter's life, he must kill her husband and give up any hope of ever being a good man in her eyes, and the Dark Lord knows it.

Kind, Severus had said. A foolish notion.

They enter Godric's Hollow that night with a bang. Quite literally. The Dark Lord laughs in the face of their wards, and Severus surveys them with pity, and mild disgust. Were they meant to be found? Then, the Dark Lord crows about having their Secret Keeper under his thumb, and the Potters' lack of security becomes an afterthought to betrayal and lies and a sick sense of satisfaction that the Marauders had fallen apart, after all.

The Dark Lord gestures, and even through the smoke, Severus' aim is impeccable. His wand arm raises, and hatred is on his tongue, propelled by years of humiliation and pain, the memories of hanging pantsless above the Black Lake and watching Lily Evans on James Potter's arm, and then, dragging up truly Unforgivable magic behind them. He's already mouthing the Avada behind his mask when the green light floods the room and the Dark Lord finishes Severus' sentence for him.

James Potter's body drops to the ground and as Severus sees the Dark Lord standing triumphant, wand held high, he knows that Potter was never his to kill. The Dark Lord gave, and the Dark Lord took away. Generosity? A pathetic trait to attribute to him.

"Stand aside, girl," he rasps, and Severus' neck jerks. Lily stands between them and the crib, tears already welling in her eyes as she looks frantically between them and James fucking Potter.

The vision plays behind his eyes again, Lily, sobbing, crying, bereft.

Her husband has died and she will not stand aside. Severus knows it. If it will save her son's life, she will sacrifice herself over and over again.

"Stand aside," the Dark Lord commands, again, and he raises his wand to kill her, if not to toss her aside and Severus, because he is a fucking fool, who cannot stand to watch the girl who was once his best friend die, interrupts.

"The child, my Lord," he rasps, and hopes in his heart that if he does not succeed in convincing his master that they are both deserving of life, she will take the brat and run.

"It must die!" the Dark Lord screams, and Lily does not run, she scrambles to the crib, clutches the child to her breast.

"It has power—" he tries, but the Dark Lord will not be reasoned with.

"To vanquish me! It is—" the Dark Lord hisses, wand raised.

"A weapon!" Severus cries, and damns the boy as he has damned himself. "To use against Dumbledore, if he has power to vanquish you, he can be used against—"

"Dumbledore."

It is this that gets through to him, but he does not lower his wand. He flicks it, deliberately, as harshly as he does anything and the child comes speeding into his arms, wailing ever louder. Lily dashes after him, but a deliberate swish of the Dark Lord's wand sends her careening into Severus instead.

He looks into the brat's face, and Severus' breath catches in his throat as twin emerald gazes announce their upset.

Lily's is trained on him as she struggles in his grip, and he needs her to stop, stop fighting, stop kicking, stop making herself a fucking target, so he says, quickly, quietly, harshly, "He'll kill you both if you don't stop."

The baby stares defiantly at the Dark Lord, wailing and screaming as much as he dares. He lowers his wand. Lily stops struggling.

"Yes. You... you can be used. Dumbledore believes that you will be my downfall... but not if you are raised under my hand."

He laughs again, and the sound nearly sets Lily to fighting afresh. Severus clutches her tighter, and the Dark Lord turns to look at him again. "Come."

#severus snape #lord voldemort #a little bit of lily #a tiny bit of harry #even less james #very much au #and the consequences would be pretty insane tbh #yes ik i need to update my other fics but the idea was enticing okay #will i write said consequences?#mayhaps #fic #hp fic #death eater severus snape #harry potter #maybe i will write the consequences #or a version where james survives and that cancels out the life debt #hmmm

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