Disclaimer: "I do not own Harry Potter or any of the related characters. The Harry Potter series is created by JK Rowling and owned by Warner Bros. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment only. I am not making any profit from this story. All rights of the original Harry Potter story belong to JK Rowling and Warner Bros."
Hello everyone! I'm excited to share with you a fan fiction project that I've dedicated months to developing. Finally, I can confidently say that I have a complete picture of the plot. My goal is to finish it before the next university term begins, although I know it sounds quite ambitious. Luckily, I have already written 18 chapters in the original language. English is not my native language, but I promise that I'll put in my best efforts to provide the best translation possible.
You will recognise some of the characters from the HP world, while others are my OCs. I'm eager to hear your thoughts on how I portrayed them. I made an effort to characterise Tom as canon as possible.
Please be aware that this fan fiction includes sensitive and mature themes such as incest, rape, non-consensual situations, and abortion. If these topics make you uncomfortable, I want to give you fair warning beforehand, and give the chance to click that 'back' button.
In the initial version of the Prologue, I depicted a scenario where Harry Potter embarks on a journey to the past, utilising ancient magic to enable Merope Gaunt to conceive twins. Harry's intention is to give Tom a chance to experience love, with the ultimate hope of preventing him from wreaking havoc on the lives of others. However, upon returning to the present, Harry discovers significant changes. He realises he is married to Hermione, Ginny is now with Neville, Ron has tragically perished while fighting against Death Eaters, and the magic world has deteriorated further than before. Shockingly, despite having a twin, Tom Riddle has still become Voldemort.
I made the decision to move this section to the very end of the story, but I believe it is important to mention that POTTAH is responsible for all these events. And now, you know what House I belong to.
Jokes apart, I hope you enjoy this story, which is also available on AO3 and Wattpad. And more content related to this story is available on my TikTok: @Sonnysvibes
FAN CAST
Tom Riddle: Louis Partridge
Layla Colby: Kaya Scodelario (with dark eyes). The eyes are the only thing that they have in common. I'm aware that she looks nothing like Louis, but let's pretend they are dizygotic twins.
Abraxas Malfoy: Dane DeHaan (as seen in 'Kill Your Darlings')
Dian Rosier: Gaspard Ulliel (as seen in 'Hannibal Rising')
Wotan Avery: Will Poulter
Walburga Black: Emma Roberts (with dark hair)
Druella Rosier: Nathalie Emmanuel
Teddy: Cameron Monaghan
Mik: Timothée Chalamet
Mulciber: Freddy Carter
Nott: Lorenzo Zurzolo
Violet Lovegood: Elle Fanning
Melania Parkinson: Emma Stone
Nat: Anya Taylor-Joy
Tilly: Nicola Coughlan
Without further ado, let us embark on this adventure together.
Sonny
September 1st, 1944, Hogwarts Express
With the entire length of the Hogwarts Express behind her, Layla Colby hurriedly made her way towards the train's last corridor, her enthusiasm overshadowing how disliked the person she was inquiring about was in the area where red and gold colours prevailed. Upon reaching one of the final compartments, the girl let out a deep breath and gently tucked away the rebellious strand of hair that habitually obscured her left eye.
Allow me, for a moment, to shed some light on this young girl. Layla Colby was sixteen years old, with long brown hair and blue eyes. She was short and slender. She had never boarded the Hogwarts Express before, and rumours circulated that she was searching for a long-lost family member.
With urgency, Layla hastened to unlatch the final door of the last cabin in that corridor, which, inexplicably, exuded an aura of tranquillity and darkness, unlike the previous compartments. As the door swung open, five sets of bewildered eyes fixated on her in sheer astonishment.
"Is... is Tom Riddle here?" she asked all at once, desperately looking at each of the boys.
And she didn't need to hear any response; her gaze met her own eyes.
In a soft murmur, she breathed, "Tom?" Sensing her emotions welling inside, she locked eyes with him, observing a fusion of disgust and disbelief in his expression.
"Tom, I'm Layla, I am..." Her sentence remained unfinished as Riddle abruptly rose, briskly grasping the pendant hanging from her neck with his long, pale fingers. With a cryptic expression in his eyes and a twisted smile, he asked her, "Do you have the slightest idea of what you're carrying around your neck?"
Layla knew very well what it was, but something in the chilling gaze of that boy, who was undoubtedly her lost twin, made her refrain from speaking further. Perhaps leaving Ilvermorny and convincing her adoptive family to move back to England had been a terrible idea.