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A journey of self-acceptance can begin in the strangest of places and end with the strangest of people.
"But you have no method of return to your timeline," Dumbledore confirmed, clasping his hands before him. Draco nodded. They had seen all of this in the memories. Draco was to ensure his family stayed out of the war and live out his life from afar, not interfering with the soon to be born iteration of himself. It was all quite simple, really.
The only logical course of action.
"Well. I believe I understand why Hogwarts saw fit to enrol you," Dumbledore said next, letting his eyebrows fall from their scrunched position. "Would you prefer a private sorting, before the students return from their break?"
Marauders Era time travel fix-it with a focus on character growth
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The older-looking Draco grabbed the kid to press endless kisses on his cheeks and face. “It’s okay baby, it’s okay,” he cooed, with a desperation to ignore every pair of eyes on him. The child - the little Lupin, with Lucius’s nose and Narcissa’s eyes, babbled something incoherent, which made Draco smile and nuzzle him.
Severus whirled around and socked Remus in the face.
Draco Malfoy arrives from the future with a little bundle of misunderstandings.
“Stop packing your bags,” Severus stormed into Remus’s office. “You did not bed my underage godson. The mother is your wife, an older cousin of his.”
“Oh, thank g-” Remus sank against the wall. “I - I thought it’d be safer. For everyone. If I.” He threw a thumb aimlessly over his shoulder although it just gestured to a wall. “I. I’m. That’s good.” He bit down hard on a tongue before he said something stupid like, I married a woman? And Severus might break his nose again, for that one.
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13 Jul 2026
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Severus looked both annoyed and impressed. “How did you find out what he was, anyway?”
“I recognized the scars,” Draco answered. “I lived with Fenrir Greyback for a while." He put one hand on his forearm, and it stung with a phantom pain; Severus's eyes steadily widened.
“Can’t tell anyone,” Draco said, although the warning was more cursory than a threat.
“Of course I won’t!” Severus said, voice shrill. “You - oh my god - I thought I - was the only-”Stopping Voldemort, years in the past, was one thing.
Brewing wolfsbane for his alive (not dead! Not yet Draco's fault!) cousin-in-law was another.“What are the ingredients for Wolfsbane, Mister Draco?” Professor Hopkins asked, and Draco said nothing. “Of course, there’s no penalty for not knowing. This potion is still highly experimental, and I would hardly expect it in the curriculum for, well, another twenty years.” She winked, like she was subtle.
Sirius whipped a glare over his shoulder until James dug an elbow in his ribcage. Remus whispered, over the rustling of book pages, “You made me forget to be afraid of myself.” Draco’s left arm burned like a cruciatus fire.Bookmarked by obithot
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It was a whirlwind relationship. Tom Riddle chased his seer for two semesters, had a month with his prize, and then got dumped for the holidays, all in time for sixth year.
“The pinnacle of teenage angst,” Cygnus commented, handing him a bottle. Abraxas grimaced.
“Do you think Draco will be, you know, alive, when school starts?”
Cygnus shrugged.Draco No-Name isn't a seer, but Tom Riddle isn't convinced. (Draco Malfoy can't keep a handle on 50-year secrets.)
“Actually,” Draco bit his lip. "There’s someone. His name is Potter. Harry Potter.”
Abraxas blanched. “Oh Merlin, does Tom know?”
“I’m sure the Dark Lord would mention it to him, first thing,” Draco said glumly.
Cygnus’s face scrunched up. “Potter? Well, they’re pureblood at least... Tom wouldn't sit well with being on the side, though.”
“No, this Potter is a half-blood,” Draco said, then, “Wait, what are we talking about?”
“Oh, no, you can’t marry him then,” Cygnus said.
Draco spluttered, “I’m not talking about my dating life, I’m talking about the prophecy!”- Language:
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13 Jul 2026
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Draco stumbles across a Black heirloom in the summer of his fifth year. It takes him to 1943.
Who is this Tom Riddle? And why won't he leave Draco alone?
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12 Jul 2026