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Changing Fate by lyraonyx for NocturnalNighthawk, SerenaEW
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
03 Dec 2023
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After Sirius dies right in front of him, a desolate Harry would sooner die himself than be sent back to the Dursleys one more time. Voldemort gets creative, however, and instead of dying, Harry finds himself rocketed twenty years into the past and straight into the memories from Severus' pensieve. Harry reacts without considering the consequences, as per the norm, and saves Severus from his family. He only meant to spare an innocent pain, but in saving Severus and securing his alliance, he has set in motion a series of ancient prophecies as old as written history and changed the course of fate forever.
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- Part 1 of The Tapestry of Time
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03 Jul 2026
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Hailed as the most powerful Seer since Cassandra Trewlaney, Ron Weasley's average life is over before it could even begin. How will he deal with being shoved into the spotlight and suddenly given fame that rivals that of Harry Potter?
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02 Jul 2026
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Horologium Hephaestus Henry Black. A rotund and ridiculous name for the timid and small boy, the youngest of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black. Horologium, or Harry as he preferred did not like his name, or, truthfully his family. His name had no mythos associated with it, a forgettable constellation, truly, lacking any character or symbolism besides a clock or pendulum. He scoured the library looking for anything remotely interesting about his name, and besides being named after a relative and a constellation, his name held no meaning. Making him the unliked and unmemorable member of his ancient and noble family.
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Harry is thrown back in time and born into the Black family as Orion and Walburga's third son. He has an unexpected encounter with a certain Dark Lord that changes his life forever. This is my new fic, and I will be updating it pretty regularly, so stick around and read it :D Thanks!
I've had a lot of requests for translations! If you are interested in translating, go ahead, just share the link and stay true to my writing style lol.
Indonesian translation:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/394660983-horologium-hephaestus-henry-black-tomarry- Language:
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28 Jun 2026
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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."- Language:
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28 Jun 2026
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London learned her the way it learned all the forgotten things—
by stepping around her until she learned how to fold herself into the cracks.She slept where the stone stayed warm longest, under bridges that smelled of damp iron and old water, in doorways where shopkeepers forgot to check after closing. Once, for nearly a week, in the hollow space beneath a theatre staircase where the walls hummed faintly at night, as if remembering applause.
She knew the city’s breathing patterns. When it exhaled crowds and when it inhaled danger. She knew which streets swallowed you quietly and which ones spat you back out bleeding.
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28 Jun 2026