#tomarry fanfiction

[sole-soul-survivor]

Just some fanart from @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger ‘s fic: draw me after you (let us run) this is from a lovely scene in chapter 8 that I just couldn’t stop thinking about.

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I’ve been wanting to draw art from this fic since I started reading it back in 2020, I’d reread it almost three times back in 2022-2023 but there are new chapters I haven’t read yet so I’m rereading it again lol. Anyways I highly recommend this fic. It’s literally my favorite from the Tomarry tag.

[weird-obsessed-girl]

Harry Potter fic rec Time travel/dimension travel

Organised by word count. This rec list involved time travel and dimension travel, not really alt dimension/au. This will include multiple ships like Drarry, Tomarry, Jegulus and Wolfstar.

masterlist

Ouch you landed on my hand and somehow we are in the past - Gravepizza

Scorpius/Albus, wolfstar, Jily meeting the family | G | 1k

Fucking with the future - plecotusauritus

Wolfstar time turner used for inappropriate things, smut, Remus certified DILF | E | 1.6k

Changelings - TreacleTeacups

Tomarry time travel, kid fic, humour, established relationship, mamma bear harry | T | 1.7k

He Who Knows Too Much (and I, Who Knows Nothing) - coribbit

Tomarry time travel, fix-it, seer harry, obsessive tom | T | 1.9k

Everything and Nothing - XxTheDarkLordxX

Drarry post-hogwarts, time travel, hurt/comfort, angst | T | 4k

A Perfect Night for Trick or Treaters - PhantomGrimalkin

Wolfstar time-loop, first war, 1981, angst | T | 4k

Draco at Nineteen - birdsofshore

Drarry Time Travel, Age Difference, Hogwarts 8th Year, First Time | E | 5k

Our Little Life - tackytiger

Drarry post-hogwarts, time travel, dream sex, falling in love, past lives, idiots in love | M | 7k

The Soldier - woobyo

Wolfstar sirius fix-it, bamf sirius, harry is not a horcrux | M | 9k

Quick as a Flash of Lightning, Unhurried as Eternity - babooshk_art, onbeinganangel

Drarry Post-War, Time Travel, Auror Harry, Domestic Fluff | E | 10k

Fifteen - mysid

Wolfstar time travel fix-it, alternate realities, veil of death/opportunities | T | 11k

Brevem Conspectum - Lauren3210

Drarry Kid fic, Domestic, Fluff and Smut, Short Time Travel | E | 12k

Eudaimonia - duplicity

Tomarry time travel, child abuse, angst, age difference, happy ending, harry kinda helps raise tom | E | 15k

tempor · al | ary - asterismal (asterisms)

Tomarry time travel, established relationship, voldy wins, threesome | E | 16k

Yuletide Discussions - J_L_Hynde

Tomarry time travel, discussion of wizard politics, tom lusting harry, alt reality, auror harry | M | 18k

Relativity. - Ideasofmarch

Tomarry time travel, fix-it, BAMF harry, morally grey harry, slytherin harry | M | 18k

Draco Malfoy and the Mirror of Ecidyrue 

Drarry PTSD, Time Travel, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Character Study | M | 20k

Enoument - Accipitae

Tomarry master of death harry, harry grows up with tom in orphanage, time travel, homophobia, angst | M | 22k

We Shall Not Cease from Exploration - krabapple

Jily, Wolfstar golden trio time travel, Lily working for the order | T | 23k

The Devil’s White Knight - orphan_account

Drarry Time Travel, Alternate Timeline, Everybody Lives, No Voldermort | E | 24k

Just a Matter of Time - gracerene

Drarry Post-War, Time Travel, Unspeakable Draco, Age Difference, First Time | E | 24k

Draco Malfoy and the Letter from the Future - DracoWillHearAboutThis

Drarry time travel, POV draco, harry potter series retold, draco and harry friendship, draco questioning parents beliefs | G | 33k

More Than You Know - moonscone

Wolfstar friends to lovers, oblivious sirius | G | 47k

If we could turn back time - MBlack93

Tomarry master of death harry, magically powerful, time travel, fix-it, sane tom, slytherin harry, bamf harry, knights of walpurgis | E | 54k

Time is of the Essence - Leaslemoon

Jegulus time travel, fix-it, angst with happy ending, slow burn, friends to lovers, sibling bonding, OOC snape, canon divergence | M | 58k

The Guest - BummedOutWriter

Drarry kid fic, time travel, get together, mrpeg, truth serum, 6th year, seer draco | M | 60k

Heir Apparent - MonsieurClavier

Tomarry time travel, sane voldy, voldy adopts harry, pseudo-incest, powerful harry, possessive behaviour, enemies to friends to lovers, humour | E | 61k

The Devil's White Knight - orphan_account

Drarry dimension travel, no voldy, time travel??, enemies to lovers, post-war trauma, everyone is gay | E | 65k

The Lesson of You - thecouchsofa

Drarry accidental chil acquisition, getting together, family feels, kid fic, fluff, time travel, smut | E | 65k

Everything Black - General_Jellyfish

Drarry Time Travel, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, BAMF Harry Potter | T | 66k

Game On, Your Move - Ailora

Tomarry time travel, crack treated seriously, obsessive tom, sassy harry, time loop, eventual happy ending, enemies to lovers | T | 75k

Tip of Your Tongue - Spork_in_the_Road

Tomarry time travel, fix-it, morally grey harry, dumbledore critical, slow burn, mystery | M | 78k

The White Pawn - Soupy_George

Drarry time travel, romance, adventure, disenchanted draco, relive sixth year | T | 81k

At the end of every road - sassysquatch

Tomarry time travel, obsessive harry and tom, mutual manipulation, enemies to lovers, fake relationship, class issues, politically motivated marriage | M | 84k WIP 1 last chapter

Into the Dark - PhantomGrimalkin

Wolfstar also drarry, time travel, established relationships, first war, slow burn drarry, suicidal thoughts, manipulative dumbledore, canon divergence | T | 89k

Into the Dark - PhantomGrimalkin

Drarry time travel, first war, slow burn, suicidal thoughts, hocrux hunting, established wolfstar | T | 89k

where are you (my lion)? - harrysblueshirt1

Drarry time travel, canon divergence, jily sent to future, fix-it, emotional hurt/comfort, good draco, professor harry | 99k

That'll Be The Day - Waterloo

Drarry time travel, friendship, hogwarts redo, slow burn, enemies to friends to lovers, pov alternating, wolfstar raise harry | M | 112k WIP

Far From The Tree - aideomai

Drarrys kids time travel to hogwarts, pre-relationship, down and out draco, dom draco | E | 112k

you belong to me (i belong to you) - Child_OTKW

Tomarry time travel, slytherin politics, mind games, auror harry, slytherin harry, master of death harry, PLS READ ALL TAGS | 112k

Turning Leaves - Kbrick

Drarry time travel, pining draco, slytherin harry, angst with happy ending, harry is bad at feelings, drunk sex, auror harry | E | 113k

good night, darling - purplemineralwater

Tomarry time travel, fix-it, master of death harry, slytherin harry, knights of walpurgis, possessive tom, sane tom, hurt/comfort, slow burn | E | 138k

Bewildered - SparrowGrim

Drarry dimension travel, canon divergence, a/b/o, magically powerful harry, top draco, happy ending | E | 148k

When you are ready to go on... but you go back - Sakura521

Drarry time travel, fix-it, harry heir of house black, slow burn, good malfoy family | M | 166k WIP, 1 more chapter

Always Already - aibidil

Drarry time travel, post-hogwarts, department of mysteries, drarry go back to marauders era | E | 171k

Praeclarus Anguis - KaedeRavensdale

Tomarry time travel, slytherin harry, possessive behaviour, tom has met his match | M | 172k

Diablerie - Oceanbreeze7

Tomarry bamf tom, sane tom, time travel, ptsd, book 5, mental health issues, canon divergence | T | 176k

47 Days to Change (a translation) - snow_owl01

Tomarry time travel, slow burn, dubious consent, alt universe | E | 200k

What He Grows To Be - Severus_divides_into_H

Tomarry unhealthy relationships, obsessive and possessive tom, master of death harry, time travel, tom raised by harry, self-harm, psychological torture | M | 266k

What Souls Are Made Of - Emeralds_and_Lilies

Tomarry golden trio accidently time travel, angst, mind games, unhealthy relationships, slow burn | E | 278k

[reggieblk]

just posted a cute little modern AU (no magic) tomarry fic where they're online gaming friends (18k words)

here's a link to ao3

inspired by Lover's Spit by @pinktom & @k3uuu

[efrancois]

i genuinely start tweaking when i’m reading harry potter fanfiction and there’s zero britishness, when the grammar is americanised, american references, american foods, lack of basic understanding of cultural differences, how jarring it is to read harry potter reference the fourth of july or middle school, and worst of all, ‘mom’.

at the very least, let them have a cuppa.

[holaolla1]

Tomarry AU, Non-Magical

Hello! I’m excited to share the English translation of my fic “Just Business”.

Summary:

Harry Potter lives an ordinary teenage life until one day his father's new business partner, the owner of a successful law firm, Tom Riddle, appears on their doorstep. From now on, events take unpredictable, frightening turn. What are the man's true intentions? And what role does Harry play in it?

[cmph-992]

“The sight which had caused him to shout was not Voldemort… but himself.

The surface above the four-poster bed on which he slept was a giant mirror. Harry was looking up at himself, and it was an extremely unsettling sight to see upon waking. His face, jaw, and neck were still covered in dried blood. His hair was even wilder than it usually was—longer than he'd ever had it before and looking like he'd just stepped out of a windstorm.

But those features were nothing at all compared to his eyes.

Red.

Vibrant, ruby red.”

No Glory, @obsidianpen

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I wanted to capture the feeling of dissonance Harry feels when looking into the enchanted mirrors in Malfoy manor to see himself with Voldemort’s eyes. Harry lost something so concrete, his mothers eyes, what else will he loose in the process.

[kazisstillawake]

🐍 The Runemaster - Tomarry ⚡️

Excerpt

Harry left with a lot on his mind. His mess was far from over, but it felt like he was finally making some headway.

He turned the corner and slammed into someone. His bag slipped off his shoulder, and all his books, parchment, quills, and ink bottles slid across the floor.

‘Sorry,’ he said on reflex, crouching to grab his stuff.

‘No, my fault.’

Harry’s blood ran cold, and his scar flared. He kept his eyes down as he scooped his books back into his bag. He discreetly flattened his hair over his scar. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Riddle crouch and help.

‘It’s alright,’ said Harry, hoping to stop him.

Riddle ignored his words, and Harry tried not to rush too much. You’re nobody; you’re one of many, thought Harry, the words a circling mantra.

He shoved the last book into his bag and looked around for the rest. His eyes settled on the last few that Riddle held out. Before Harry could take them, Riddle changed his mind and disregarded his hand. He shoved them into his bag and zipped it up for him. Harry tried not to wince. Bit much.

‘Thank you.’

‘No problem.’ They stood up. ‘How has your first week at Hogwarts been?’

‘Great, thank you.’ Harry adjusted his bag strap.

Riddle’s voice was smooth, and he spoke softly. He was probably smiling too, but Harry couldn’t bring himself to look further than the top of his tie. Neville once said that avoiding people’s eyes made you less memorable. Harry didn’t know if that was true, but it was worth a shot.

‘If you need anything, you can come to me.’

He spoke benevolently to Harry like he was a disoriented first-year. And not for the first time, Harry wondered how Voldemort was so beloved by professors and students. He was older than him; it was beyond insulting.

‘Thank you.’ It was all he could squeeze out. He felt like a broken record.

‘I’m sorry to hear about your cat.’

That cat. That damn cat.

‘He was old but thank you.’

Harry’s dead responses got the desired effect. He glanced up. There was nothing beyond the disarming smile on Riddle’s face. He had seen that smile before in the diary, and did it always look that manufactured? It was so infectious in his second year. Perspective did wonders.

[obmare]

I will shamelessly promote the unfinished story I have because I still like it a lot.

[phoebecoleanddamonelenafan]

Tomarry fanfics worth reading (Part 2)

Wizarding Britain's Finest by duplicity

Summary:

Who was Voldemort with his lieutenants, his beloved followers? Who was the man that so many willingly called Lord?

Harry had witnessed Voldemort's madness and cruelty. He had yet to witness the inspiration behind such loyal, fanatical devotion.

Soon, however, he would.

Before they convinced you life is war by EclipseWing

Summary:

Harry's got the Imperius Curse tripping off his tongue and Tom's suddenly acutely aware of other people's emotions.

[that mutant reincarnation au nobody asked for but I wrote anyway]

Hauntingly by ObsidianPen

Summary:

Harry is put under a sleeping draught. A story of obsession.

You have to me a member on A03 to read this one.

Heir Apparent by MonsieurClavier

Summary:

When a Voldemort in his thirties encounters a time-travelling, seventeen-year-old Harry Potter, he makes a dangerous—and hilarious—assumption. He assumes that Harry is his son. And his son, of course, deserves the very best.

A confused Harry plays along for the sake of self-preservation, but living with his “father” is proving to be intolerable in more ways than one.

Keep Your Enemies Closer by Riddletobien

Summary:

Voldemort conquers wizarding Britain in Harry's sixth year, starting with a surprise attack on Hogwarts. Harry is allowed to live and his previous training with Snape merely... continues. Realization comes when Voldemort saves his life, of all things. Harry struggles to deal with friends and enemies alike, his strange influence over Dark Marks and Tom Riddle inside his head. He gets a chance at influence, but should he take it?

I Have Seen Your Heart by Arliene

Summary: The arrival of his nemesis is the least of Harry Potter's problems. Now that the war is over, he finds himself drifting away from all that held him together in the past, trying to find a new purpose in his life. Being framed for murder forces Harry to be on the run and this time the only company he takes with him is Tom Riddle. The young Dark Lord faces a future he did not expect, meets an oddity who killed everything he strived to be. And yet he finds himself obsessed with his murderer, a determined man searching for answers and reaching for the sky once more. Harry Potter's purpose and Tom Riddle's destiny, seemingly entwined. They say change is overrated. But choice is everything.

This one ends on a bit of a cliffhanger but is still worth reading. 

Stars, Hide Your Fires by Audair, Ophidias (Audair)

Summary :

In the winding streets of Knockturn Alley, an intricate dance of mutual obsession unravels between twenty-three-year-old Tom Riddle and a time-travelling Harry Potter. 

You have to be a member on A03 to read this one.

These Violent Delights by Ghidorahs_child 

Summary:

Harry never thought he’d survive Voldemort, and four years after the end of the Second Wizarding War he finds himself looking for something that will give him a new purpose.

Not sure himself of what he truly wants, on his birthday he jokingly tells Ron and Hermione he wishes for one last adventure for old times’ sake, before finally moving on and settling down.

Little did he know that he would not only get his wish, but also so much more than he bargained for. 

[isalisewrites]

SUMMARY:

“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 loss and disappointment rose within him. 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.

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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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TWENTY EXCERPT:

The silence was more painful than the glass in his knees.

Harry sighed. “We need to talk,” he whispered.

“About?”

He didn’t look at him. Harry ran a hand through his hair, wincing as he felt scabs of congealed blood break from his scalp. “Please, Tom,” he said, exhaustion in his tone. “I don’t have the energy for games.”

Tom still didn’t face him; he crossed his arms. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Isn’t there?”

Tom’s arms tightened around his chest.

“We can’t do this again,” said Harry softly. “We can’t get to this point again.”

“We’d have avoided this if you’d been respectful and just kneeled like you were supposed to in your initiation to the Knights.”

Harry inhaled, trying to remain calm. “I already told you: I will not kneel.”

“You were insulting,” said Tom, his voice a wounded whisper. “And you snubbed my authority. The balance of power in Slytherin is fragile—you have no idea. Any sign of weakness and they’re on you like sharks at the first sign of blood in the water. And you threatened that balance of power.”

Harry sighed, ragged and hoarse. “First of all, no. I wasn’t trying to be insulting. Second of all, you treated me like shit and I wasn’t gonna have it. Respect goes both ways, you know.”

His scar burned hotter.

“You should’ve gone along with it and taken your concerns to me afterwards.”

“I’m not some servant!”

“It’s not like that—You shouldn’t have fought me on it in front of the others.”

“And you shouldn’t have pushed Monty in retaliation!” snapped Harry.

Tom inhaled sharply, chest rising in a deep protest when he stopped, breaking Harry’s gaze. “That,” he said with a low hiss. “That…” But he trailed off, his arms flexing in their grip. His jaw clenched.

They stood there, backs slightly turned to each other, both with their arms crossed in front of their chests. Tight. Closed off. The silence burned. Harry glanced over his shoulder at Tom, staring at that impenetrable form. It was like a wall, a barrier, a fortress he couldn’t breach.

After all of this… and I still can’t get through to him? Is this all fruitless? Have I sacrificed everything and everyone in vain? Have I failed? Can I not save Tom Riddle from himself?

His heart shattered.

The scar burned fiery hot, a blaze flickering to life. Harry cried out, clutching his scar as the old wound tore open. Blood pooled down his forehead.

‘You are the most ridiculous, aggravating…’

“Harry?” said Tom, turning around.

‘Such an emotional child…’

A voice echoed in his head, one all too familiar. 

‘You always have been…’

[sole-soul-survivor]

So….. here’s another piece from @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger ‘s fic: draw me after you (let us run), (potential spoilers talked about ahead) this one is from chapter 5 and it’s probably my favorite scene of the entire fic so far because of how well it showcases the drive Harry has to NOT destroy the horcruxes and how deeply he cares for other people. (Including the man who killed his parents, curse his martyr complex)

Anyways, I was really driven to make this piece because I’ve wanted to for a while but was worried I wouldn’t be able to nail the emotion and atmosphere of it. But I am a whore for intense lighting so I think I did alright, I’m actually kind of proud.

[maeglinyedi]

Chapter 22 of Between Thought and Reality is up!

Harry/Tom

Harry's life post final battle isn't what he expected it would be, and then he dies, just like that.

He gets a second chance but forgets to read the fine-print, and ends up somewhere in the distant past while his body suddenly looks quite differently.

Now he's stuck as a teenager attending Hogwarts again, where he encounters an old enemy, and surprise, it's not Tom Riddle. All Harry has to do now is survive long enough to build a life for himself that's actually worth living.

[reggieblk]

Act I of if we were lovers is out! (link to ao3)

Summary :

When Harry arrives at the most prestigious theatrical school in the country, under very suspicious circumstances, he doesn't have many expectations. The most unexpected thing he encounters, however, is one Tom Riddle. Amidst peers of great talent, his worry for his Godfather, unconventional Professors, and a vague sense of unworthiness, Harry falls in love with the only other person who deals with feelings as well as him. But maybe, just maybe, he and Tom will find out that not all love stories have to end in tragedy.

Snippet (below the cut) :

“Has it ever crossed your mind that I don’t actually give a shit about what you think?” Harry said, unable to stop himself before the words had fallen from his mouth. “Your confidence is admirable but not everyone cares about what you have to say,” he added with a bit less bite behind it—he might as well commit at that point, he thought.  It was silent in the library, the tension thick as they stared at each other. Tom’s jaw was clenched, his stare so intense Harry wondered if he was trying to kill him with his mind. Maybe when he noticed it wasn’t working he’d actually lunge across the table and try to kill him with his hands.  Harry held his gaze, refusing to back down. He’d never backed out of a fight—he wasn’t about to start now.  Tom got up suddenly, making Alphard jump beside Harry. “Call me when we get the casting,” he said, rather unexpectedly, to Theo. As he rounded the table to the stairs he stopped and turned back to Harry. “And go fuck yourself, Potter,” he spat, as if he couldn’t help himself. Harry gave him a look, leaning into the childish urge to stick his middle finger up at him with a smile. Tom’s scowl deepened and he stalked off. He seemed to be leaning into his own childishness as he slammed his bedroom door behind himself, the sound echoing around the chapel and making Harry’s ears ring.

[efrancois]

a little snippet of the fic i’m writing:

Their spells collided in a deafening slam as a tsunami of light drowned the Boy-Who-Lived into a sea of nothingness. The glowing green of the killing curse consumed him as if trapped amidst a supernova of death, swallowed into its current like a hellish blackhole, burning right through him, engulfing him wholly, until all else became distant and fragmented. He felt himself falling, though he didn’t hit the ground, he just kept falling; undecipherable in which direction, for it felt as if he were being tugged in every inhuman direction simultaneously. He felt weighed down yet buoyant as if sinking to the depths of the sea until, finally, he hit the ocean floor and it went black.

Darkness shrouded him and nothing but darkness. A darkness so void and desolate that it seemed implausible that light ever existed to begin with. The cruelty of death occurred to him in a way it never had before; the haste in which one’s final senses were snatched from them without so much as a goodbye—not even to himself. He thought of his mother then, of how bravely she bowed before death to take her instead of him. Did her heart spare one final beat of love, or was death so merciless as to snatch her away before she even knew she was dead—that her duty to protect her son was complete, that she could protect him no longer—that nothing could?

And now, he too fell into death’s embrace, just as his parents did, just as Dumbledore did, and Snape, Sirius, Remus, Fred, Cedric. . . Finally, his heart dared. I’m dead. He had not known peace since the prophecy was written, and in spite of it all, the peace in which he yearned for—fighted for his life for, time and time again—had, at last, been sought. Finally, there was nothing. Nothing? Harry could not help but feel unnerved—deeply unnerved—that he could feel the nothingness of nothing—as if nothing was tangible, and if something was nothing. . . then nothing was something.

And, with that, he woke up, the ever stubborn beat of his heart drumming on. Voldemort had failed, again. Harry had survived, again. He waited and he waited, eyes tightly shut in anticipation, but came no commotion, only a dreadful silence. . . and, as the ringing in his ears cleared, the eerie crackling of an oldie playing on, what sounded like, an old-fashioned record player.

later:

“Him.”

“Him?” the matron question. “Tom Riddle?”

Harry blinked at her, regarding her in respect for daring to speak his name as so many feared. Yet, the unease crept back stronger than ever. It was an ordeal of itself to call him Voldemort instead of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, but to state his muggle name with such ease. . . he felt his face drop as his thoughts spun madly. “Sorry?” Surely, he had just misheard.

“Tom Riddle,” the matron repeated with not a line of worry on her face. “You may remember. He was who found you during his morning rounds and alerted myself and the headmaster at once—prefect, he is. You should thank him once you’re up and about. An exemplary young man, I hear. Head Boy this year, if Professor Slughorn’s boasts are to be believed.”

Harry collapsed backwards and grimaced. The killing curse must have backfired—again—and instead of killing him, sent him into the past. Harry was beginning to suspect the bastard did not know how to correctly cast the damned curse.

the first chapter will be posted in the next few days.

[girl-with-goats]

That feeling when a title finally clicks 🥰

[cmph-992]

Stills from my No Glory post