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There is something crawling in Harry - deep under his skin, burrowed in his chest, hidden in between the gap of his ribs, and since Voldemort decided to resurrect himself a few weeks, it hasn’t fucking left him alone.
You would think he has enough problems, with everything going on.
. . .You should try journaling, the voice suggests for the fifth time, and Harry considers screaming.
Or,
Human horcruxes are not a thing and do not exist. Until Harry Potter, of course. And so, like most things when it comes to Harry Potter, who is to say where the goddamn limit is. As in, when Tom Riddle’s current home (diary) is destroyed, he tries to hitch a ride with the nearest host available: the tiniest sliver of his soul hidden in the kid that just killed him. Two years later, Voldemort is resurrected, and suddenly Harry Potter has to deal with a random voice taking up space in his thoughts, and, oh, he’s also gotten re-sorted into Slytherin, because clearly his life was not complicated enough already.Or, how abused traumatised kids really can win with the power of friendship and found family and no one is ever really alone.
Fuck JKR. TERFs are not welcome here.