Harry woke up in a cold room, the fire having gone out, and the ashes turned to embers. He wished he had central heating, or something like it, like Hogwarts did. He stretched, felt the honest pain of work on his shoulders, and got to work. The air outside was thin and dry, like that of a larder. The wards hummed just out of hearing. He picked up the shovel, crossed the line, and did what needed to be done. He went back inside, melted a bowl of snow, shaved off a thumb of fat, added thin veni...
2025-10-24 15:10:33 +0000 UTC
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Harry woke up with ice in his lungs and smoke on his tongue.
He lay on a shallow bowl of rock on hard ground, with a slate-grey sky above him. Snow fell in slow, sheeting flakes across the basin. The world around him looked wrong: piles of gold and silver were scattered like someone had knocked over vaults with a shovel; ropes of pearls were tangled on broken crates; jewelled goblets were everywhere; and a spill of books was half-buried in frost. The dragon was ten yards away, sl...
2025-10-24 12:25:59 +0000 UTC
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hey everyone! quick update:
i’m not abandoning my current project — chapters are still coming. this is just me finally getting down a new story that’s been living rent-free in my head for a long time.
What it is
Crossover premise: Harry x Lyanna Stark (yes, that Lyanna).
Tone: character-driven, adventure + political intrigue, romance.
Scope: starts tigh...
2025-10-24 08:51:18 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone,
I’m so excited to share that my CCO is finally finished! 🥳
This means I can now focus fully on bringing you new chapters on a regular schedule. No more long breaks — you’ll be getting updates consistently from here on out.
Thank you all so much for your patience, support, and encouragement through the busy times. 💖 Your messages and love truly kept me going.
Stay tuned — the next chapter is coming <...
2025-10-20 18:18:30 +0000 UTC
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Harry and The Master of Death
The castle slept like a big animal, with its ribs rising and falling under the slate and moon. People who knew how to listen always heard Hogwarts the best.
Harry and Hermione walked through the quiet side by side.
At first, they didn't talk. The walk itself was like a spell: down the narrow stairs, past the armour that made a sly squeak when you bent your knee, and under the witch's tapestry that never finished turning into a weasel. Muscle memory took them where bravery o...
2025-10-03 19:19:02 +0000 UTC
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This is a second draft, not completely satisfied, but I hope you guys enjoy it.
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General George S. Hammond had come to the mountain to get away from it all.
He told himself that it would take two months, and he smoothed the thought with his thumb. He would sit on his front porch in Texas, carefree. He would have his granddaughter on his knee, and Buddy, his yell...
2025-10-02 17:07:50 +0000 UTC
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I am down with dengue had fever for the last week, and am recovering and will post a new chapter day after tomorrow or on second
2025-09-29 14:05:34 +0000 UTC
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They didn't just happen to find the graves. They went out to find them.
Search teams were sent out in grids, with maps covered in suspected sites. Interrogations, scraps of ledger entries, and half-burned orders from wardens all gave clues. They were aware that the bodies were out there. The only thing to think about was how many and where.
One of the witches in the detail fell while running down a hill on one of the search sites, and her wand fell into the bushes. The ground unde...
2025-09-22 16:04:58 +0000 UTC
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The war room felt like the inside of a heartbeat seventy-two hours later. It was quieter now, but it was still beating.
Rescues went on, but they got more precise as they targeted stragglers and stubborn pockets. The great blaze of the first night had become a steady burn.
Projectors on the walls showed live feeds, news tickers, satellite maps, and the soft, constant flow of names. Hermione stood with her arms crossed and watched the feeds move across the screen...
2025-09-18 15:45:08 +0000 UTC
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Harry and The Master of Death
After breakfast, they wasted no time. Their footsteps carried them down, past the damp pipes and the whisper of water, until the great statue of Salazar slid aside once more.
Dust clung to their lungs as they stepped into the private chamber. The air here always felt heavier, older. The portrait on the far wall was not asleep this time. Salazar Slytherin was already awake, his sharp eyes fixed on them the moment the door creaked open.
“You came,” he said dryly, his vo...
2025-09-17 14:57:14 +0000 UTC
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Hi everyone,
I’m really sorry, but I’m not feeling well today, so there won’t be a new chapter. I hate to disappoint, especially since I know so many of you were looking forward to it. Thank you for your patience and for always being so supportive — it means the world to me.
I’ll rest up and be back with the next chapter as soon as I can.
2025-09-16 18:18:00 +0000 UTC
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The datapad felt heavier than iron in Hermione’s arms as she climbed the ramp into the LIS Gryphon. She had thought she was busy—her command tent never stopped moving—but Harry’s command center was another storm entirely.
It looked as though a hurricane had passed through and taken order with it. Officers rushed in and out, boots striking like drumbeats, parchments and datapads passed from hand to hand, and questions thrown and answered in the same brea...
2025-09-15 15:02:33 +0000 UTC
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Each message struck Hermione like a hammer blow, nailing grief deeper into her chest. She wrote down every name and every number, into her private ledger. Not for the official records — that task belonged to the scribes and documentors. This book was hers. She made a vow that not one child would be reduced to an anonymous tally. They would not become faceless statistics in her hands.
She whispered once, almost a prayer: Please, let it be over soon.
Bu...
2025-09-11 16:39:07 +0000 UTC
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Harry Potter and The Help Of Merlin
Harry woke later than usual, the grey hush of dawn pressing faintly through the tall windows. For a moment, he thought it was just the heaviness of sleep that made the castle feel different. But as he sat up, pulling the quilt around his shoulders, he realized the air carried a peculiar weight.
The torches in the corridor outside flickered in odd rhythms, not the steady burn he was used to, but a kind of syncopated pulse—two quick flares, a pause, then another. T...
2025-09-10 13:12:48 +0000 UTC
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Harry and The Master of Death
It was the day after their “talk” at Lily Quarter at night; they had just gone to bed, not even giving each other the customary kiss
They both wanted that day to end as soon as possible. To think that both of them had adult memories made it all the more embarrassing.
The common room was quiet, the fire snapping lazily in the grate, but Harry’s brain was anything but calm. His dignity lay in ruins; every time he blinked, fragments of Lily’s “Talk” replaye...
2025-09-09 16:29:13 +0000 UTC
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Hermione Pov
Hermione couldn't remember the last time she had felt this way. Not a talk about strategy, not a sense of magic corruption, not the grit of survival against a slow and sure death, but something lighter, fiercer, and more dangerous. Hope.
Harry had done it. He had made it, going against every law of the universe and every dark truth that the world had whispered into their bones.
She saw it when she stepped back through the mirror, the last person t...
2025-09-08 16:17:02 +0000 UTC
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Which secret should Harry and Hermione explore next in Salazar’s room?
Salazar’s private journals
An enchanted mirror/portrait with unexpected truths
A hidden key or map to another Founder’s chamber
Magical training scrolls on ancient spells
This will shape where the next round of exploration goes — deeper lore, surprising magic, or a di...
2025-09-06 13:01:27 +0000 UTC
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The rescues are going well, but not everyone who came out of those cages was a victim. Some of the guards and wardens are hurt, and they are now chained up and being watched. It is still unclear what will happen to them.
Hermione says that justice requires self-control. The commanders in the field want blood. The kids' silence is louder than either of them.
So, what should happen to the prisoners?
Option 1: Justice and Trials
They are sent to secure p...
2025-09-06 12:44:29 +0000 UTC
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Harry and The Master of Death
Note
After the last couple of heavy chapters, I wanted to give you something lighter and a little more fun. Both tones are important — the shadows and the laughter. Please enjoy this one.
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The bathroom felt too bright. But after hours in the Chamber’s green gloom, Harry and Hermione squinted against it as tho...
2025-09-05 17:58:06 +0000 UTC
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