#diadem!horcrux

[palefisherman]

Hello! This is an illustration I made for my fanfic while trying to figure out how I see Diadem!Voldemort. He came out much prettier than intended, but what can you do?

There is also that version with long hair and stabble. It is thin, I think at this point it grows uneven and barely visible, but it’s there

And! I also did some raw diadem concept. I wanted it as strange and lovecraftian as possible, and hope I managed to catch that vibe

[aethon-recs]

Themed Rec List | Tomarrymort Recs by Horcrux ⚡👑🏆🔒💍

I wanted to put together a rec list of Harry/Tom fics with a core focus on horcruxes outside of Diary Tom (the most popular horcrux) and Voldemort himself. Please enjoy these 22 fics that feature one of Tom's horcruxes and their special relationship with Harry.

There’s a ton of interesting variation that can be explored within a Harry and horcrux Tom ship — from where the horcruxes are located and when Harry can conceivably meet them in canon (for example, the Cup horcrux is harder to access than the others); to what age they were made by Voldemort and how that would shape their personalities and interactions with Harry; to the different magical properties that they might embody, depending on the vessel that was chosen.

Finally, it looks like Scarcrux and Locket are the most popular choices (after Diary Tom), and we absolutely need more Cup horcrux fics!

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⚡ Scarcrux

Amensalism by @cindle-writes (E, 6k, complete)

Scarcrux becomes sentient after the encounter in the Ministry in Harry's 5th year and takes Harry for an adventure.

Bolide by @vdoshu (T, 3k, complete)

On October 31, 1981, a tiny piece of soul attaches himself to Harry Potter in order to survive. This is his story.

Creatures of the Dark we are by @hikarimeroperiddle (M, 28k, complete)

Banished to his cupboard at age 4, Harry learns to listen only to the Voice in his head. Its teachings warp all Harry could have become until no more than dark magic and devotion remains. Visions of a wraith with red eyes complicate matters, especially when Harry and the Voice follow it to Hogwarts so Master can get his hands on the Philosopher’s stone.

Eulogy by @meles-merrivale (E, 6k, complete)

You run through the things you have to do for the day. It is, admittedly, a very short list. Wake up. Be clean. Be ready. An empty life, some might call it. You don’t. It is the life He has given you, and so it is what you deserve.

last rites by @cindle-writes (E, 5k, complete)

Harry has an hour before he walks to his death in the Forbidden Forest. The horcrux in Harry’s scar decides to take matters into its own hands.

Look at me. by @crowcrowcrowthing (M, 1k, complete)

A dark night of the soul.

Pitch Black by @kagariasuha (E, 2k, complete)

The proximity of Horcruxes can influence anyone - especially Harry.

sandpaper kisses, paper cut bliss by @xodahafez (E, 27k, WIP)

Harry Potter survives the Killing Curse, but so does the horcrux within him. And this horcrux has been dangerously infatuated with Harry for seventeen years.

saw you in a dream by @duplicitywrites (E, 2k, complete)

Harry has had this dream before.

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👑 Diadem

A peculiar way of fitting together by @being-luminous (T, 2k, complete)

“Aren’t you going to ask me why I’m wearing a diadem?”

Dance Me On and On by @duplicitywrites (E, 19k, complete)

In his first year at Hogwarts, Harry overhears Quirrell interrogating Binns about an artifact from over a thousand years ago. Five years later, Harry uncovers Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem in the Room of Requirement and finds himself pulled into a kingdom in the throes of a mysterious masquerade ball.

In Just a Moment, You’ll Be Mine by @dividawrites (E, 34k, WIP)

Tom has been stuck inside the Ravenclaw's Diadem for decades, alone, with nothing but his slowly fading memories. One day he feels a pull towards someone and gets interested. And then he gets obsessed.

Death is not an Escape by @whitepinkdandelions (T, 2k, complete)

The Lost Diadem of Ravenclaw is full of endless wisdom, so it only makes sense that it gets its hooks into Harry much faster than the rest of them.

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🏆 Cup

Thirst by @obsidianpen (E, 27k, complete)

Things go awry when the trio beaks into Gringotts. Harry finds himself trapped, locked in the Lestrange vault, wandless and alone... With a horcrux.

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🔒 Locket

Arson by @rudehellion (M, 8k, complete)

The hunt for Voldemort's Horcruxes is going poorly. In need of some space to think, Harry offers to take the first watch over camp and slips out into the snowy night. Unable to shake his dark thoughts, Harry finds himself drifting and he begins to dream. What he sees changes everything.

knock it off (part 1) / crave gets slaked (part 2) by @theonceandfuturequeenoftarts (E, 6k, complete)

At some point during Harry's time with the Dursleys, pain got crossed with affection. A kick from Dudley or having his arm yanked by Uncle Vernon at least means they’re acknowledging his existence. It’s not love, but it’s something. Too bad for Harry he carries that through to his less dysfunctional relationships.

The Cost by Blood_Stained_Fingers (M, 8k, complete)

The cost of making a horcrux was steep and when Voldemort manages to kill Harry, destroying the horcrux within, Harry finds out the exact price of losing a piece of your soul. It made a cruel joke that if Voldemort loved his horcruxes, Harry should love them too.

The Dead of Night by @cybrid (E, 6k, complete)

An empty house. A glint of gold. A dream. Or: running away from Privet Drive goes terribly for Harry.

The Ties That Bind by @mosiva (E, 8k, complete)

Harry finds the locket at Grimmauld Place, but it has a curse laid on it. When Harry triggers it, he finds himself trapped with the locket version of Tom Riddle, both of them stuck within the enchantment until they can find the way out. Or so Harry thinks.

Whole by Emriel (E, 20k, complete)

The horcrux hunt goes wrong and Harry fails to destroy the locket horcrux. Tom Riddle hands him over to the Dark Lord as a present for they know he holds part of their soul. In their care, Harry learns that feelings, no matter how toxic, are hard to get rid off.

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💍 Ring

Personal Assistant by @phantomato (E, 10k, complete)

“And that’s it? I call ‘Tom’ and you show up?” “Yes,” Tom answers.

shelter from the storm by @cindle-writes, @duplicitywrites (E, 7k, complete)

After being left behind by the Dursleys, Harry stumbles upon an empty shack in the middle of nowhere, where he finds a mysterious ring underneath the loose floorboards.

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[allofthelights11]

The latest piece of art created especially for Out of Time!

GORGEOUS art created especially for Out of Time by the immeasurably talented Talita Asami!

Out of Time is a 6th/7th year Horcrux hunt rewrite. It's a WIP updating 2x a week.

It's the third in a series, but is the primary work. The prequel works explore Hermione propositioning him to lose her virginity and their subsequent inability to keep their hands off each other. Lots of fun, but not necessary for plot.

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Hermione knew when the war comes, she should have certain boxes checked in advance. She didn't expect to fall for the person she propositioned, someone who only earned the role because he was (a) fit and (b) not a friendship she'd be risking with a good shag. Now they're hiding it from Harry, Ron, and everyone else, while Draco balances his growing obsession with Hermione alongside his mission deadline to allow a Death Eater breach of the castle. Featuring possessive and dangerous Draco, BAMF Hermione, jealous Ron, good friend Ginny, double/triple/quadruple agent Snape, good Slytherins (Theo, Pansy, and Blaise) and very, very bad ones, and a little T.S. Eliot. Still to come: ill-fated camping, snake encounters, and Horcrux hunting - complete with all the toxic infestation and mental poisoning the Horcruxes bring along for the ride.

[iamnmbr3]

Tom: ... no. im the other tom who also lives in a diary.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 28 - Skinny Dip

@jegulus-microfic March 28 Word count 1058

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Regulus woke with his legs tangled with James’s. He’d left a note for his parents telling them they’d had a lead in the assignment Voldemort had given them. In fact, he was certain that Remus was extremely close to their quarry. 

James stirred. He pulled Regulus closer to his body and buried his face in his chest. 

“Mmmmm, I could get used to this.” He peppered kisses all over Regulus’s chest. Regulus didn’t put up any fight, enjoying the moment far too much. 

“Come on. We’d better get up. We have a lot to do today.” He pulled away from James and stretched his whole body, which just brought James right back to him. “James, get off. We have to go.” He giggled as James snuffled into his hair. 

“No, don’t want to. I’m just gonna keep you here in this bed with me.” 

A loud banging at the door soon stopped them.

“Come on, love birds. We’ve got priceless heirlooms to destroy.” Evan called as he banged on Sirius and Remus’s door and his sisters. 

It took a while for all of the Thestrals to gather that morning. But eventually, they were apparating into the caves outside of Hogsmeade. 

They followed the Gryffindors into the forest as they knew where they were going. It had made more sense to go together this way than to walk up to Hagrid’s cabin, seeing as how they’d all ended up at Evan’s last night. 

Regulus held the small chest tightly in his arms. He wasn’t about to lose them now, not after everything they’d been through to get them.

It took less than an hour to get to the part of the forest the Marauders wanted to use. They stopped in an almost perfectly round clearing. You could feel the magic thrumming through the area. It was ancient and swirled around them. Regulus placed the chest in the centre of the grassy circle and unlocked it. The ancient magic reacted to the dark magic within. It became hostile. The forest around them darkened, blocking out what little light there was.

Remus stepped forward, pressing his hands against one of the trees that lined the clearing. Regulus stared in awe as the magic slowly backed off and formed a protective barrier between them and the rest of the forest. 

Remus smiled as he took his hands away from the tree. 

“Thank you.” He whispered. 

“What was that?” Lily asked the question the others must have been thinking. Well, Regulus, Barty and Evan. Everyone else didn’t seem so shocked. 

“Werewolf,” Remus shrugged. “I’m more in tune with the natural magics than most. The forest knows what we have, and it isn’t happy. I told it we have come to destroy them, so the forest is going to keep us contained in here until the Horcruxes are all gone. So please don’t try and pass the border, or you’ll be sorry.” He looked pointedly at Barty when he said the last part. 

Regulus tuned out whatever Barty had replied. He took the Gaunt ring out of the box and laid it on the grass. 

“Are you ready then?” He asked. They immediately formed a circle around him and watched as Regulus poured Basilisk venom from one of the vials onto it. 

A thick black liquid oozed out of it, and a blood-curdling scream. They all ducked for cover, pressing their hands to their ears. But nothing happened. When they looked back, all that was left of the ring was a twisted mass of blackened metal and the stone. Regulus cast a few spells over it. 

“The Horcrux is gone, but I don’t understand why the venom didn’t destroy the stone.” He handed it to James to take care of while he set up the next Horcrux. They could deal with that later. 

Next up was the diary. It reacted much the same as the ring had. There was, however, a lot more of the inky liquid seeping out, as though the notebook had been filled with writing that they just hadn’t been able to see. 

Regulus was glad they’d managed to gather as much Basilisk venom as they had, as it looked like they’d be using most, if not all, of it. 

Hufflepuffs cup twisted and melted into an unrecognisable blob, the fragment of soul shattering and dissolving into nothing. 

He held the diadem in his hands. It was truly beautiful he didn’t want to destroy it. But for the sake of the wizarding world, he had to. 

More Basilisk venom dropped onto the delicate tiara, and it spilt and cracked into three pieces before it melted as the wailing scream pierced their ears again.

Regulus reached into the chest and took out the last Horcrux. The Locket. He placed it on the ground and looked at his friends, who stood around him in a loose circle, pointing their wands at the Horcrux. 

“Last one. Are we ready?” They nodded, and he raised the final vial of venom. But before he could let a single drop fall, the locket opened, and his mother appeared before him. He stumbled backwards, somehow managing not to spill the venom. 

Walburga sneered at him. Her mouth opened, and Regulus knew whatever she was about to say would devastate him. 

Sirius blocked his view, grabbing the vial and pouring the entire thing into the open locket.

“Piss off you evil bitch!” He snarled. Walburga screamed in a vortex of black smoke before vanishing into nothing. The locket was gone. Obliterated by the amount of venom poured on it. 

They’d done it. All the Horcruxes were gone. Shakily, he got to his feet and was barrelled over by his friends as they all whooped and cheered in triumph. 

The forest’s magic let them pass, now happier. It pressed close, almost like a hug, before releasing them. 

They came upon a stream that fed a large pool of water as they walked back to the edge of the forest.

“Well, I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m going to skinny dip in that pool!” Barty cried as he vanished his clothes and dove into the clear water. “Come on, it’s refreshing, especially after that madness.” He jabbed his thumb back towards the clearing. The others looked at each other and, after a collective shrug, joined Barty in the pool.   

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[apicelladonna]

Anygays, here’s Ella’s journal/mood board of Prometheus had Blue Fire because canva wasn’t cutting it.

[jaykorianddickkoriforlife]

One thing I will always appreciate is the difference between Voldemorts reaction to the destruction of his horcruxes in the movies compared to the book.

In the books, he never becomes aware of the destruction of his horcruxes until much later, and that to me just made no sense. Like he never felt them getting destroyed? Literal pieces of his soul? I know he was all over the place but still.

In the movies, we see him react when they destroy Ravenclaw's diadem. He literally steps back in shock, gasping for air as if he had felt physical pain, even Nagini, his other living horcrux, withdraws into herself. It's what had made him even more paranoid the more time passed with Harry hunting his horcruxes down before that. When Nagini dies, his power collapses, and he has another physical reaction like it's just logical, and I love it so much.

I read once that Voldemort couldn't feel it because he split his soul too many times that it made him so unstable that he couldn't feel it anymore, if the creators could feel it that is since it's not acknowledged in the book like that, but it just- I don't care for that explanation.

I enjoyed that little addition they made. It made the connection between Voldemort and Harry deeper, and it made sense to have it in place to make him so much more paranoid in the movies, adding to his relationship to nagini which I thoroughly enjoy inspecting because of how protective, and caring he is with her, as someone like him could manage to be.

Sure, they have a lot of differences that I don't particularly care for, but that one is one I will always prefer over the book.

[gothkurusu]

watching tangled and god thinking abt an au with voldemort as mother gothel and harry as rapunzel…

harry being kept in riddle manor with nagini as only company outside voldemort since birth, to keep harry isolated as voldemorts horcrux

i mean rapunzel even has the same green eyes as harry <3

[satineainsel]

Carve a Smile Upon My Face

A new (eventually Tomarry) fic… it’s just he’s not even in first year yet. I don’t want to risk the characters running off and doing their own thing.

[faithfulcat111]

Me, earlier and sick reopening my notes app: Oh, I have a Harry Potter fic idea in here. What AU idea did I have here?

Me, now: Well, sorry Voldemort, you aren't rising again and Dumbledore, you are fired!

[palefisherman]

I writing that thing here, about diadem!horcrux A+ parenting (no), diary!Tom seething with jealous rage and Harry just barely holding on his sanity.

Have a quote:

“Tom. Dear Tom… You wear the face of a man who killed your mother by his negligence, who had us starving and miserable. And how proudly you wear it, my darling… how glad you are to have such lips, such eyes, such fine bone structure… As much as I loathe to witness it every day, I believe.”

Harry notices how Tom’s lower lip is - quivers. A bit. A second until he bites it. Voldemort’s long finger then finds that lip, presses and tups on it thoughtfully, as if to advise or suggest something beyond Harry’s understanding.

He feels suddenly that he shouldn’t be here, not meant at all. His face is hot for some reason. Like he is going to cry, but not quite. 

“Yes,” Voldemort murmurs, “I know you quite well, you vain little animal . Do you believe your pain is greater than mine in that regard?”

Tom looks him in the eyes still. 

Then he tips his head on the side gently, as little as hands around his face let him, and Harry thinks - afraid that - Tom is going to. 

Kiss that finger.

He doesn’t know why, it is just - he can almost see it. 

But Tom does something different entirely.

He bites . 

[lettersfromthewindmill]

Chapter 17

Wanted to do my own diadem design 💙💙💙 Poor Helena 😢

[hptheboywholived]

[cabbakansas]

Affected

Art by Alex Copeman on Instagram

Ravenclaw’s Diadem Marvolo Gaunt’s Ring

[lulublack90]

Prompt 10 - Knight Bus

@wolfstarmicrofic September 10, word count 632

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Getting Sirius and Remus into Hogwarts undetected was a lot harder than it had been just sneaking James and Regulus in. There was just no way to get four fully grown men, especially the lanky Remus, under James’s old invisibility cloak. 

They snuck into Hogsmeade under disillusionment charms and broke into Honeydukes. Regulus seemed fascinated by the trap door and tunnel that led into Hogwarts itself. 

“How any of you had time to study while you were sneaking around the castle at all hours and galavanting in the forbidden forest with a werewolf, I’ll never know,” Regulus shook his head in wonder. James planted a kiss on his head and tucked him under his arm as they continued down the tunnel. In no time, they were clambering out of the humpback witch and standing in the third-floor corridor. 

Using hidden passages and sneakways, the small group managed to get up to the seventh floor undetected.

“Right just a second,” James whispered. Sirius heard him pacing, and then a door appeared in the solid stone wall. Merlin, he loved this castle. The door creaked open and they entered the come-and-go room. 

The room was enormous, it was easily twice the size of the Great Hall and then some. Sirius tilted his head back and could just about make out the ceiling, obscured in the gloom above them. 

“Right, then,” He said, clapping his hands together. “Let’s get to it.” He could already smell the sweet cloying scent of the dark magic that made up the Horcrux in his human state, Padfoot would just help them narrow down the search area.

He took a moment to reacquaint himself with Padfoot once he'd transformed. He hadn’t been him as much lately, since becoming a werewolf if he was being honest and he missed him. He shook out his long shaggy coat and inhaled a deep breath through his nose before he took off at a run, barking wildly. 

His feet thudded loudly against the stone and the others were quickly left far behind, but he could smell it, it was so close. He hurtled around a precariously stacked bundle of broken chairs and skidded to a stop. He lifted his nose and sniffed in quick breaths, trying to pinpoint it, and there beside a bust of an unfortunate-looking warlock was the diadem. He transformed back into his human body and picked it up.

It was old and discoloured, but still beautiful. He turned it over in his hands and smiled sadly at the inscription etched into the silver. ‘Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.’ He silently cursed Voldemort that they were again going to have to destroy a historical artefact because of what he’d done to it. Regulus came up behind him and held out the box with the basilisk fang in it. 

“We wouldn’t have found it without you,” He said graciously. Sirius shook his head. 

“Nah, it’s Moony’s turn,” He handed the diadem over to Remus, who held it at arm’s length. 

“Hey look at this,” James had finally caught up, his hands full of broken knick-knacks. “All it needs is a new wheel, and it’ll be good as new,” He held up a miniature model of the Knight Bus.

“Yes, James, sounds lovely, but we do have more important business to attend to right now,” Regulus said, but there was no bite to it as those words would have had only weeks ago. Sirius couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face. Who’d have thought those two fit together so well? He turned just as Remus brought the fang down on the diadem. It cracked and spit into multiple pieces, a dark tar-like substance oozing out from the breaks. They'd done it, another Horcrux destroyed. Only one left to go.  

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