hoodwinked

also posted on pillowfort

This is a fanweek dedicated to the Lord Voldemort (Tom Riddle)/Draco Malfoy pairing.

I'm making a quick planning post to help with my organizing efforts and get a better sense of how I'm doing.

Prompts (December 5-12, 2022)

Day 1: Cursed · Mutual Pining
Day 2: Fairy Tale · Time Loop/Travel
Day 3: Steampunk · Soulbond
Day 4: Zombies · Domesticity
Day 5: Gothic · Arranged Marriage
Day 6: Regency · Accidental Relationship
Day 7: Amnesia · Space Opera
Day 8: Free Day

(the carrd is here, if you want to find the rules)

fics in progress

Day 1: Cursed · Mutual Pining (0/17k) — Cursed to fall in love with the first person he sees, Draco resolutely blinds himself because fuck no, he’s not doing that. And Voldemort, seeing the perfect opportunity to tie up the Malfoy heir, takes ruthless advantage.

Day 2: Time Loop (0/15k) — Lord Voldemort is stuck in a time loop. He does not approve.

Day 2: Time Travel (1/5k) — Draco spends five minutes in the past, and changes everything.

Day 4: Zombies · Domesticity (0/8k) — It’s the zombie apocalypse, and Draco hates everything.

Day 7: Space Opera (0/60k) — Lord Voldemort is the leader of the feared Death Eaters, an armada of planet eaters fighting to exterminate every impure person of their kind. For decades, the Death Eaters’ horrifying actions inspired fear in the galaxy, but with Lord Voldemort’s defeat at the hands of the Boy-Who-Lived, that chapter of their existence has finally been left behind.

But rumors has it that Lord Voldemort is back. And Draco Malfoy knows them to be true.

With his father having displeased Lord Voldemort, Draco needs to do something drastic to earn back their lord’s favor. And assassination isn’t exactly his strong suit.

So he sets out to seduce him.

Day 7: Amnesia (0/30k) — Lord Voldemort gets amnesia. This doesn’t seem like such a big deal to him; he’s apparently a brilliant and powerful wizard, surely he can just figure out what he’s got planned and... follow it?

Only, turns out those plans are kind of stupid.

And then there’s Draco Malfoy, scion of the powerful Malfoy family and (presumably) also the Black family. Voldemort figures that making nice with someone who will soon sit on arguably the most wealthy and magically powerful families (not only in terms of magic power, but also in terms of knowledge of old spells and rituals) is a good call.

How that leads to a relationship, he honestly doesn’t know. But—plan successful?

Day 8: Free Day (0/22k) — In which Voldemort is the Ruler of Wizarding Britain, and Draco is his new consort.

...yeah, those wordcounts are insane, but a dude's gotta dream, okay

some extra thoughts

I've come up with yet another Draco time-travel idea, which I'm thinking about writing. If I finish at least part of it in time, it could be yet another entry. And I want to do something with the Arranged Marriage prompt but have not come up with something.

Even though I haven't actually written anything for the prompts for months (the prompts went up last December, I think), I'm still really excited. It's a fun pairing, and it has spawned some fun ideas for me!

It’s when he’s killing the same muggle for the third time in a row that Voldemort tilts his head and wonders if he’s been cursed.

In his defense, muggles are like rats—endlessly scurrying about where they don’t belong and spreading filthy diseases. He doesn’t bother to remember what the muggles he kills looks like, or pay any attention to for what reason they crossed his path. They appear. He kills them. That’s that.

But Lord Voldemort is not stupid.

“Rise,” he tells the Death Eaters assembled around him and the dead muggle. They follow his command quickly, their black robes swishing around their feet and their white masks silently staring at him. He hides a frown and taps his finger slowly on the throne’s armrest, a rhythmic movement while the people below him cease all motion.

“Tell me of Potter,” Voldemort orders. Snape immediately steps forward, robe dramatic as always, and begins to give the exact same speech as the previous two times. It holds nothing of value; it’s a pretty veil to distract him from the nothingness on the other side. It’s insulting, is what it is. A sign that Snape has grown complacent, has gained a delusion that he can manipulate Lord Voldemort (and that he succeeded twice... well, that never happened, did it) as he pleases.

Growing bored with the increasingly useless charade, Voldemort waves his wand carelessly and hisses, “Crucio!”

Snape drops to the floor screaming.

Hissing in pleasure at the sight of his old spy’s pain, Voldemort curls his lip over his teeth and crosses his legs. He places an elbow on the armrest and his head on his hand, gazing down at Snape. He holds the curse for ten, fifteen, twenty seconds. When he lets it go, Snape flops bonelessly on the floor, spasming and trying uselessly to curl up.

Narrowing his eyes, Voldemort announces, “Dismissed.” His followers bow deeply and immediately depart, using portkeys to escape from him. Lucius grabs Snape and drags him with him.

A/N: This is a fic for LVDM Week 2022, an event I made for fun and which then snowballed into a bunch of ideas. This is Day 2, Time Loop! I've got a good ten months to finish it, which is nice since I don't have any time to write fanfics right now (sad face).