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“Harry Potter.”
The cold burrowed into his flesh; the scent of cloying death and molding earth clogged his senses.
“The Boy Who Lived.”
A strange sense of unimaginable loss and disappointment rose inside of Harry. That brilliant, yet cruel boy could’ve been so much more if he’d not stepped down this bloodied path.
Terrible, but great. He pitied this creature.
“Come to die.”
Harry Potter faced the flash of green light with the bravery of a Gryffindor and the broken heart of a Hufflepuff.
When Death gives Harry a third option, one that can save everyone he ever cared about, he takes it unflinchingly. Even when that means doing the impossible: falling in love with the enemy, Tom Riddle.
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Things went very differently on that fateful night in Godrics hollow. Lily and James made it out alive but at the cost of their son.
Harry Potter is presumed dead until he isn't anymore.
Returning after seventeen years under dubious circumstances, he's not what the Order and his family expected to find. -
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“Well... whip it out, Verstappen. Let’s go,” Charles said, smirking at him.
Max hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his stretchy shorts and pushed them to the floor, taking his boxers with them. He could feel Charles’ eyes burning into his skin like somebody was holding a lighter to his flesh and willed himself not to blush.
This was fine; everything was fine.
He had his cock out on a Wednesday night in Singapore, but everything was fine.
OR: After a hook-up gone wrong, Charles asks Max to critique his blow-job skills. Neither of them expected to fall in love on their knees, but reality can be... hard to swallow. (The friends with benefits to lovers fic that has haunted me for months.)
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The second-worst day of Max's life was the day he agreed to open his marriage. The worst day of Max's life was the day he discovered he had to.
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Max Verstappen takes a job as a groundskeeper at a vineyard estate to pay off his student debts. He expects long days, manual labor, and maybe a sunburn or two—he doesn’t expect George Russell, emotionally frozen, untouchable, devastatingly beautiful and unfortunately married.
Max isn’t supposed to care. But George looks too sad. And the staff talk too much. And maybe Oscar, the half-android butler with no sense of humor, is definitely watching him too closely.
A slow-burn romance wrapped in sunshine and surveillance, where every stolen glance feels like rebellion, and falling in love might be the most dangerous thing Max could do.