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‘Emotion was building in Harry’s throat, “This is very interesting Draco,” he admitted, aiming for casual but knowing the shaking of his hands was giving him away, “But how do we get back?”
Draco’s face crumpled, “I’m sorry Harry, there is no way back,” it was like a bell had been struck inside Harry’s head - all he could hear was ringing, “There’s no where to go back to,” Draco moaned, “He wasn’t just trying to travel in time - he was trying to obliterate his own,” Draco choked on his tears, “There’s nothing ahead of this to travel to yet Harry,” he let out a few more hiccuping tears before finally suppressing his noises of pain, “There is no going back,” he whispered.’
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Harry had known working at the Department of Mysteries came with risks, but he never would have expected it to destroy his entire life. Now, trapped as his 14 year old self just after the resurrection of Voldemort with Draco Malfoy for company, they must try and figure out how to move forward.
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18 Jan 2025
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How would Uncle Lan Qiren react when he found out that his three precious Lan clan members came out to them as cut-sleeves??
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Not Always in the Way We Expect by byunhead_100
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
02 Jan 2023
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After disappearing from the wizarding world for ten years, Wei Wuxian appears at Hogwarts to teach Charms. His former classmate Lan Wangji- now the History of Magic professor- is determined to make sure he doesn't disappear again.
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06 Dec 2022
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he said, son, can you play me a memory by chenqing (BadWolfGirl01)
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
06 Nov 2022
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He listens to three more melodies before he finally speaks into the small gap between songs. “I did not know you played an instrument,” he says, carefully, the words feeling strangely thick and muted on his tongue. He is loath to disturb the air, but this entire performance is a strangely private thing, and he has begun to feel nearly- voyeuristic, watching the other man pour out his heart into his music without any knowledge of his observer.
Wei Wuxian squawks and startles so badly he falls into the river.
“Lan Zhan!” he yelps, once he’s dragged himself back onto the banks, his white guest disciple robes soaked through and sticking to his skin in a way that borders on obscene, his dizi clutched tightly in one fist. “Isn’t there a rule on sneaking up on people?"
[or: five times lan wangji stumbled upon wei wuxian playing the flute, and one time wei wuxian was playing just for him.]