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Summary
There were rumours. Mere whispers, spoken in the dark alleyways of Knockturn Alley and its underbelly slums, of a boy, or perhaps a young man, with green eyes and a strange affinity for the dead. A necromancer of some sort. Some said he lured people in to steal their souls. Others said that he would make the dead speak and reveal secrets thought lost - for a price, of course.
Voldemort did not know what the truth was, and he did not care to know. The only thing Voldemort was concerned with was if the boy would prove useful.
(And putting an end to this maddening obsession).
___Harry was not particularly happy to find himself in the past, wearing somebody else’s skin, and without a single knut to his name. And he was even less enthusiastic to learn that he had caught Voldemort’s attention. But he would make do, as he always has done.
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- Part 1 of iywtdiwb Universe