#alphard black/tom riddle

[iamnmbr3]

Snape: The Dark Lord has a message for you. He says could you please stop thinking about Draco Malfoy so loudly. It's distracting him from his evil plans.

Harry: First of all, that's an exaggeration.

Ron & Hermione: It's really, really not.

Harry: Second of all, I don't complain to him about the 1001 facts and intimate details about Alphard Black that I've been treated to.

Sirius: O_O The what?

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

I know that it's often driven by his jealousy or very suspicious circumstances, but it's so funny to me that across the stories Alphard is so quick(?) to be like "those two are fucking, aren't they?" E.g. Tom/Bellatrix, Tom/Death Eaters, Tom/whoever was on the Knight Bus, Tom/Minerva, and Albus/Minerva

Perhaps his obsessive reading of the trashy romance novels is affecting him

It's deeply funny to me and @therealvinelle as well.

Though it's less the trashy novels and more of a deep insecurity over his relationship that Tom has not helped in any way shape or form and indeed has deliberately made less certain for his own purposes.

Though I tend to give him some slack in that a lot of these things do look really really bad. Leaving because "Bella is calling" at three a.m., after years of hearing Bellatrix talk about the Dark Lord and clearly wanting to sleep with the man, and realizing all these other Death Eaters are the exact same...

I can't blame the guy for wondering.

[strangeharbor]

rare meme breaching discord containment for @therealvinelle

(marvolard sounds like something you have on the edge of your dinner plate and refuse to eat)

[therealvinelle]

Horrible options only.

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

guys walburga is older than tom i can imagine the rise of voldemort and walburga's like ? wha? who? ohhh that weird kid? he had like no friends lmao ,,, fucking half breed ,,, he tried to stick w us and we shoved him in a closet & charmed him quiet for like 3 hours when he was like 12 . @ alphard didnt u have the hots for him . what ? join him ? WORK FOR HIM ? 💀💀 that's funny . but maybe i can go have tea w him and remind him how he had a crush on druella . idk why . i was hotter

[soup-of-the-daisies]

time travelling harry being slightly fond of orion black because he looks and sounds so much like sirius, but soon realising he’s actually unbearingly and unbelievably fond of orion himself… orion being baffled, suspicious and quite flattered that someone likes him for him, not just for his last name or status as heir, and promptly deciding he’d die for harry… tom seething with jealousy watching them hang out and being generally attached the hip, knowing he can’t kill orion because 1) harry would NEVER forgive him or talk to him again, and 2) it’d be a shame to alienate the ancient and most noble house of black by getting rid of their heir

[overlord-of-fantasy]

Overheard in the Hogwarts library

Abraxas, happily shaking a bag of money: Nothing in life is free. Hagrid: Love is free. Minerva: Knowledge is free. Myrtle: Friendship is free. Alphard: Self-respect is free. Tom, playing with "his" harmonica: Everything's free if you don't pay for it. Everyone: ... Minerva: Tom, that's illegal- Lestrange: No, let him finish!

[virgil-anon]

WIP Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @sri-verse

I'm tagging: @catjar91 and @wretchedanddivinee

This is a snippet of the first part of chapter 10 of a touch of fate (I'm currently editing this chapter)

Cedric found himself falling into an easy routine here, so easy in fact, that he barely noticed when a month had gone by. Time was racing by, which was ironic, because time wasn’t something they had a lot of, not if they wanted to complete their mission.  He knew this wasn’t his original time, his original life, but he was comfortable here. He would always miss his father and his friends, but he found comfort and companionship with his family in this time, and with Harry. The friends he was making here were both similar and different from his friends back home. His House was so familiar that it felt like coming home.  Dividing his time between Harry, his friends, quidditch, and classes, he was fairly busy. Not too busy, however, to notice that a certain Black was watching him. It started last night during Astronomy. Cedric had noticed Alphard in the class before (since so many students dropped it after fifth year, their classes were combined), usually sitting close to the other Slytherins, but he hadn’t thought much of it. After all, he’d resolutely ignored him after Cedric offended him during quidditch tryouts.  But last night he’d been staring at Cedric more often than the stars. Cedric couldn’t say he knew the oldest Black boy, but he seemed to love Astronomy (as did the rest of his family). He didn’t think he was more interesting than celestial bodies, but he assumed this was something he was put up to. Harry told him Alphard had been following and watching him all of the sudden, and they both knew who was the mastermind behind that.  That was just as well, since he’d been looking for an excuse to talk to him again, anyway.  The library was mostly empty during Cedric’s free period on Thursday. He chose a table in the middle of the room, so when Alphard walked into the library he could see him immediately, and vice versa.  He wasted some time in the nearby stacks, but Cedric knew he was watching him. Although, he didn’t draw attention to him, but instead kept working on his potions essay. Slughorn was a much nicer person than Snape, but he still graded with the same level of harshness and high expectations.  Cedric was so engrossed in his work that he hadn’t noticed when Alphard finally joined him, pulling out the chair across from him. He glanced up and smiled. “Hey, Alphard.”  “Diggory,” he replied, voice stiff and terse.  Oh no, that wouldn’t do at all. He leaned forward, folding his arms over his book. “I have a first name, you know, that I’d rather you use.”  “That’s rather informal,” Alphard replied. “We barely know each other.” Cedric shrugged. “I’m not forcing you to speak with me. Why sit with me if you wish to remain so formal?” He asked, voice laced with faint amusement.  Alphard bristled. “Don’t flatter yourself on my behalf. What if I’m not here for you?”  Cedric couldn’t help but chuckle. He reminded him a bit of Cho, with their similar raven hair (albeit Alphard had pretty curls as opposed to Cho’s straight hair), fair skin, and their studious yet shy nature. He glanced down—yes, down, since Alphard was also short, around Cho’s height, the top of his head reaching his chin—and grinned.

[albi-bumblebee]

HP rarepairs ship battle

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Dobby/Winky

I think they're sweet and I never see anything about them (dobby so fell first)

[jlhynde-insanitybrilliance]

UDLTTOM DIALOGUE DRAFT #47

*Harry staring at notice board in Slytherin common room*

Alphard Black: Hey Evans, what are you doing?

Harry: Professor Slughorn tells me I need to join a club—

Alphard: Oh? Have you thought about the Dueling club—

Harry: No. Hard pass.

Alphard: Why? You’re really good at—

Harry: Just because I’m good at something doesn’t mean I enjoy it. Besides that would be too much work. I’m looking for something that requires minimal effort. There’s not a club dedicated to napping is there?

Alphard: If there was Mulciber would be captain. But if you’re looking for minimal effort, Eileen Prince has a gobstones club that’s popular with the first and second years. You gotta make her think you’re serious about it though, cause if she thinks you’re teasing she won’t let you join.

Harry: Noted. Thanks, Black.

———-One Hour Later——

Tom: …gobstones? Gobstones?! He refuses my offers to join the Knights, but he’ll play gobstones with a bunch of eleven-year-olds?!

Alphard: Hey don’t curse the messenger—

Tom: Ridiculous!

Alyxander Mulciber: A napping club sounds like a good idea, do you think we could get a faculty advisor to sign off on it?

Lyra Burke: Professor Trelawny might do it if we lie and say it’s a astral projection club.

Ignotus Avery: If you guys get it approved, I’ll join up too. Could use a little nap with all this homework our professors keep piling on—

Tom: None of you are forming a napping club. You have too much work to do—

Lyra: If we form it Evans might join and that’ll give us a chance to gather more information on him…

Tom: There are better ways of gathering information, Burke.

Lyra: Maybe. But those other way are not as relaxing.

Tom: You’re not supposed to be relaxing!

Alyxander (whispering to Avery): I think he could use a nap.

Ignotus: …yeah, no kidding.

[konstantynowitz]

House of Black - 1940s

Children of Pollux and Irma Black:

Walburga Black

Walburga was a complete menace during her days at Hogwarts. If anything was to be feared at that school, it would not be the ghosts sulking in the corridors, the werewolves prowling the night in the forbidden forest, or the abnormally large spider that Hagrid let loose inside Hogwarts. No no no, if anything was to be feared, it was to be her. She practically owned the castle, nobody went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and didn’t know the name of Walburga Black.

It would be an understatement to say that Walburga hated muggleborns because the fact was she despised them, loathed them even. There would never be a day that went by where Wally wouldn’t find a muggleborn to torture on her way to class. Walburga felt that it was her duty as a member of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black to “teach” muggleborns their place in a society they had no business being part of. By the time she reached her second year, Tom Riddle had enrolled and all Wally could think was ‘how could this scrawny little mudblood with no apparent magical talent get sorted into my house?’

No doubt she gave him hell during his first year at Hogwarts — hexing his laces to tie themselves into knots so that he’d trip over himself, jinxing him so that his face would break out into hives, hitting him with a silencing charm and locking him in a broom closet for hours. It wasn’t until much later in the year that Walburga would come to regret her mistreatment towards Tom Riddle when she found herself in her dormitory waking up to a variety of different snakes in her bed, all of them coiling themselves around different parts of her body as if in preparation to squeeze her to death…. After that she never dared mess with Riddle like that ever again.

She was a lesbian and I stand by this. Wally and Druella Rosier had a secret relationship until Ella was betrothed to Cygnus. In the end, Druella did end up with the Black family name, but the ring on her finger wasn’t received from Wally. Sure, they could’ve been each others’ mistresses, but what good would that do for their family’s reputation? And besides, I don’t see Druella cheating anyway, she was undoubtedly loyal to her husband and whether or not she wanted to admit it, she loved Cygnus just as much as she loved Wally, if not more.

Walburga Black was beautiful in her youth in contrast to how she looked as she got older. She had silky jet black hair like a starless night sky, milky white skin, high cheek bones, and bewitching silvery gray eyes which would later be inherited by her eldest son.

Alphard Black

Like the rest of his siblings, Alphard was a blood purist, having been raised on the ideologies of his two pureblood supremacist parents. He had known nothing else other than his family’s purist beliefs, although as he got older he slowly began to defect from his family’s prejudice.

Alphard really was the black sheep of the family, especially when he began to question the very foundations of the beliefs that had been instilled in him since childhood. Alphard’s loyalty towards his family and his conflicted views on pureblood supremacy made him feel trapped between wanting to please his family and realizing that their beliefs were wrong. At some point he just stopped caring about conforming to his family’s expectations and it became apparent to his parents as he started to reject their ideals, but he never outwardly expressed his true feelings.

One of the acquaintances Alphard kept throughout his years at Hogwarts was Tom Riddle. He was a year under Riddle but the two formed an unlikely bond with one another. For a lot of people Tom was unapproachable, and yet here was the new first year Alphard Black making friends with him anyway. It didn’t take long for the boys to become extremely close, to the point where their relationship no longer felt like a friendship but instead perhaps something more intimate.

I think it was scary to say the least for the boys to admit that they had feelings that were beyond the limits of a platonic relationship for each other, and it was especially hard for Tom who had never experienced what it was like to be loved by anyone. Riddle didn’t like the idea of being vulnerable and the fact that there was one person in the world that could make him feel such a way almost intimidated him. No one ever intimidates Tom Riddle, no one ever gets to expose his weakness. And yet here Alphard was managing to do just that and to say that infuriated Tom would be an understatement.

Alphard didn’t love Tom for his power, he didn’t worship or fear him like the others did. If anything, Al was the only one who could look Tom in the eyes without flinching, the only one who could stand in close proximity to Tom without feeling lesser, the only one who could see past the mask of the Dark Lord and into the eyes of a hurt and damaged young man that had never gotten the chance to know what love felt like until he met Alphard. In many ways, Al was his equal, even when Tom strived to be singular, even when he wanted to be a figure of unparalleled superiority, Alphard always found a way to have a spot at Tom’s side without looking like a servant instead of a companion.

There was a kiss. One single kiss held in one single fleeting moment that truly revealed the love that was so deeply engraved upon the boys’ hearts. Their confessions to each other were wordless, the both of them never mustered the courage to say the three unsaid words that would never be spoken.

Unfortunately, the love that Alphard and Tom felt for each other would not endure. Inside Alphard's heart, the affection he once held for Tom would soon be overshadowed by grief and heartache. Meanwhile, the only thing that would remain in Tom’s heart—the only thing he would ever have room for—was darkness.

Cygnus Black

He was closer with Walburga than he was with Alphard. The two of them strongly believed in pure-blood supremacy and Al’s reluctance to accept their purist ideologies really put strain on his relationship with his siblings.

Orion is the French heir of the Black family, while Cygnus is an heir of the English side. He wasn’t always expected to be the main heir to the English side of the Black family, after all he isn’t the eldest son. Once he and his family realized that Alphard wasn’t going to be marrying or having children anytime soon they left Cygnus responsible for carrying on the bloodline.

Cygnus proposed to Druella during their sixth year at Hogwarts, although they didn’t marry until they graduated. The two were a love match which was exceedingly rare at the time, but Druella, being from the prominent and wealthy Rosier family, was an acceptable bride in the eyes of Pollux and Irma.

In spite of being responsible for the continuation of his family’s bloodline, Cygnus was not so eager to produce a male heir with Druella. In truth, he was just excited at the prospect of becoming a father to a child he made with the woman he loved — the thought of little Ella and a little Cygnus was enough to make him forget about the responsibility he had to his family. All he cared about was that Druella and the baby were healthy, nothing else mattered to Cygnus other than the wellbeing of his wife and child.

During his years at Hogwarts, Cygnus maintained a cautious distance from Tom Riddle and his circle of followers. To him, they appeared to be nothing more than an arrogant group of young men, seduced by the charismatic allure of a half-blood who seemed to promise greatness and power. Cygnus viewed their ambition as misguided, an insatiable hunger for something that, in his opinion, was ultimately out of reach.

He did not accept the dark mark when Voldemort rose to power. Like his sister, he was not an extremist and had no intention of terrorizing muggles who did not pose a direct threat to wizarding kind. As long as they remained ignorant to the existence of witches and wizards, Cygnus saw no need in recklessly disrupting the coexistence of the magical and non-magical worlds.

Cygnus may not have approved of Voldemort’s methods, but he found the Dark Lord’s efforts to rid the magical world of muggleborns admirable. Muggles did not belong within magical society, he believed; they lacked the inherent magic that defined true wizards and witches, and their presence diluted the purity of the magical community.

[iamnmbr3]

Alphard: It's so hard when you meet a man, fall in love with him and then--

Sirius: He marries the girl he's been pining for and you're happy for him but inside your heart is breaking and then before you've recovered from that he dies tragically. I know.

Alphard: I was going to say 'and then he becomes a formless wraith somewhere in Albania' but ok.

Sirius: What?

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Alphalord 🙏 🙏 🙏

Seriously though you guys have genuinely done something special with this ship. I’ve never been so invested in a pairing. It’s really interesting to me that Tom Riddle is almost always shipped with someone who’s ambitious, competitive, energetic, politically involved, and intent on setting him on a better path (like Harry or Hermione) when it makes total sense that he would be compatible—maybe even more compatible!—with someone who’s subdued, cerebral, non-competitive, kind of apathetic towards people and politics, and a bit amoral. They compliment each another—and often make each other worse—and I think that’s beautiful. It’s generally kind of rare to see this relationship dynamic (as opposed to opposites attract/power couple) in fiction, which is a shame.

Look, @therealvinelle, very high praise for our pairing!

[therealvinelle]

So bad!!

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(marvolard sounds like something you have on the edge of your dinner plate and refuse to eat)

[therealvinelle]

For the sake of doing this properly

People, submit your shipname for Tom Riddle/Alphard Black, and we'll put the worst ones up for a poll.

So far we have:

Tard

Volphard

Tomalphort

Talphie

Talphard

Alphom

Alphardemort

(Four latter suggestions courtesy of this post by @thecarnivorousmuffinmeta)

Do your worst. (And be creative! Don't limit yourself to name maships! When I say do your worst, I mean it.)

[capriddle]

We don't know how Alphard died. My headcanon is that he was killed by Bellatrix because he was a spy for the Order of the Phoenix. She insisted on killing him after he botched a mission, making Voldemort extremely proud.