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[TR/HP] 符合想象的外网伏哈文(持续更新)

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发表于 2019-12-8 17:24:45 | 显示全部楼层 |阅读模式
伏哈是我本命,但感觉这对CP偏冷,在国内很难找到喜欢的文。有的时候看老伏变身霸道总裁哈利变成小百花说实话真的很难受。两个人的关系老实说按照原著走向压根就没有可能组CP,但以下推荐的文我认为是符合我的逻辑与想象的,希望各位喜欢。

1.Past's Player(坑了!)及下一部Fate's Favouritebu  byThe Fictionist
这篇不是slah,在爱情里面溺死了的可以看看这篇友情向的。
但其实两个人的互动真的很让人热血沸腾啊啊啊啊!既剑拔弩张又相互扶持。而且汤姆身边的初代食死徒们也很有意思,特别是斯内普的祖父其实是个护哈的老母鸡

剧情概括:哈利来到汤姆的学生时代,直接砸到人间坩埚上,还被分院帽丢到斯莱特灵。拼命远离汤姆结果还是成功吸引了人家的注意,两人在互动中哈利渐渐认识到自己的本质。
下一部是汤姆带着四人帮来哈利的时代找他,个人认为开头非常酷所以在此奉上片段:
Harry stared down at the Gryffindor table, ignoring the looks that the Staff and other students were sending him. It was the opening feast and he looked different, he knew it. He looked different and he acted different. How could he not?

It had been a bizarre summer - even by his rather messed up standards. Time Travel. He'd just spent a year in 1943 - Tom Riddle's fifth year at Hogwarts. The year before everything changed, with the Chamber of Secrets and the rise of the Dark Lord…not that Tom hadn't been Dark Lordish. He was, most definitely at times.

He wasn't Voldemort though. Harry could see that now

. He smiled slightly wistfully to himself. It was inconceivable that he could spend a year as Harrison Evans, the other half of the Slytherin Duo, and not change. It wasn't the kind of change that could be explained though. Ron and Hermione could sense that he was different, but he didn't even know where to begin in explaining why. They would freak out, completely.

The running theory, from what he had gathered, was that Cedric's death had traumatised him big time. A slight shiver ran up his spine. That hadn't been particularly easy, he admitted it, but he wasn't broken by it. He wasn't.

"Harry?" Hermione asked tentatively.

"Hmm?" he looked up, forcing himself into attention and out of his own thoughts.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine," he smiled, briefly. "I'm fine." He pushed another forkful of spaghetti into his mouth.

"You seem…different," she offered.

"Do I?" he replied blandly. "Good different or bad different?" he winked. She looked surprised for a moment. Confidence, another change, he knew. It was just that Tom had always demanded confidence, or at least a mask of it. It was part of being a Slytherin, you had to be the picture of confidence or the vultures would swoop and tear you apart.

Why was he even thinking about Tom? It was over. This was his time now, he would go crazy if he kept thinking about back there. Voldemort was still here.

"Just different," she hedged. He shrugged, sympathetically.

"People can change," he said softly. He had, and he'd hoped Tom wouldn't. He'd hoped so much…yet Voldemort still seemed to be here and Salazar didn't that feel like a shard of ice through the stomach? Unless Tom's universe had turned into an Alternative one, if such a thing even existed.

There would be another him, possibly, living with his parents. Tom would probably be the Minister of Magic by the time he was thirty. Harry's lips curved slightly. Zevi Prince would of course be a potions master who travelled the world showing off his crazy skills. He let the thoughts trail off. He couldn't dwell on that. He just couldn't. Now he just wished his heart would obey the logical aspects of his mind.

"I suppose so," Hermione agreed, studying him.

Before it would have made him shift and want to tell her everything, but after being under Tom's intense psyche out appraisals anyone else's scrutiny seemed rather pale in comparison. There he went again. Thinking about the past. It was just hard to adjust. He'd almost walked to the Slytherin table when they entered the Great Hall, and Malfoy's (as in Draco's) little witticisms only served to amuse him. He'd almost called him Abraxas, because damn they looked similar.

He ate another mouthful pasta. The sorting had finished, with several new additions to every house. He twisted his hands in his lap for want of something to do. It felt weird sitting here, surreal. It really shouldn't have, but it did. He almost wished he was back in 1943, which was ridiculous, because a large fraction of his time there trying to find a way back. Who knew that all he needed to do was get hit by a killing curse. It was just, he'd FINALLY accepted his place there, and now he was slammed back into his time.

Fate hated him.

With a vengeance.

They finished eating, as Harry tried to participate in the conversation around him to the best of his ability. Dumbledore rose to speak.

And a white glow grew in the centre of the room.

Everyone stared at it, in a mixture of terror and curiosity. Harry felt insides jitter. No, it couldn't be. That light…it was so familiar. The voices coming out of it were growing louder, like a train rushing down a tunnel.

"Are you sure it worked?" that was Alphard.

"Are you saying that Tom would have got it wrong?" And that was Lestrange - as sycophantic as ever. He got the oddest urge to burst into hysterical laughter as five figures formed in the middle of the hall. Alphard Black. Cygnus Lestrange. Abraxas Malfoy. Zevi Prince. Tom Riddle. Everyone gaped.

"What is the meaning of this?" Dumbledore demanded.

He saw Tom give the old man a glance over, his lip curling slightly at the multicoloured robes with bumblebees on them, then scan his eyes across the room before focussing on the headmaster once more.

"I'm looking for someone," Tom said. "Harrison Evans." There was a whisper of murmuring across the room. Harry bit his lip, the Slytherin Heir always did have a flair for dramatics. "You might know him as Harry Potter?"

Every murmur dropped instantly into silence, their eyes zooming onto his figure like a neon sign. He figured he might as well stand up and make it official. Tom smirked.

"So you are still alive then? Damn. I was getting so hopeful."

2.In Death, Standby  bySophisme
伏养哈的设定写的人还算多,但我认为按照老伏的人设,带娃应该就是这篇文章给我的感觉。
开头就把我迷住了,伏把人偷回家压根就不怎么管,直接丢给Nagini,结果人家傻孩子就以为自己是条蛇。老伏挺残忍,一点都不温柔,从小就对哈利钻心刺骨,练习夺魂咒就是让人家跳楼。但看两个人的对话还是很有爱的(好吧,也没有那么有爱)。老伏对小哈还是有一定的容忍度,小哈又时也会使小性子。其中有个片段就是邓校各种想让哈利跟他走,哈利回答:我怎么能不爱他呢,真的好戳我。
但是,这么好的文居然坑了!虽然作者之前就有过警示,但我还是毅然蹲在坑里。刚看完的那几天的真的很心痒,特别想看后续。没办法接受的小朋友就别看这篇吧,蹲坑真的很难受啊!
For the better part of his bizarre early childhood Harry believed himself to be a snake. A rather dreadfully deformed snake, true, but a snake nonetheless.

This theory was supported by small everyday things that marked Harry's small and insignificant life. He was mostly raised by a snake and he lived amongst the other snakes of the Manor. He spoke in the tongue of snakes, sang in those soft syllables that rolled easily off his tongue like honey. Warm spots near fires and human bodies attracted him like a magical garden attracted gnomes. Harry even felt like a snake most of the time and the rest of the time he was called Little Snakeling.

Later, when Harry looked back to this childish belief and his years as a snake, he could never quite pinpoint the exact moment when the seed of doubt—the hesitant, horrifying doubt that he might be a human, after all—was planted into his mind. It had been a long and arduous process, a string of small incidents that shook his faith and his deeply rooted denial.

The earliest of those events that Harry could still recall was the time when the man with red eyes had told him to walk. The request—which hadn't really been a request at all since the man with red eyes never asked for anything, but Harry hadn't yet known it back then—had come as a surprise since Harry hadn't really known that he could walk. They had had a very short but heated glaring contest over the matter until the man with red eyes had snapped, pulled out his wand and given Harry the ultimatum; he would either walk or he would cry and walk. In the end Harry had cried, quite wretchedly and definitely whole-heartedly until small teary rivers had run down his dirty face, but he had also walked, which had been a huge blow to his belief of his snakeish nature, at the time.

Another time Harry had failed to dislocate his jaw and had very nearly choked on a blackbird he had dried to swallow whole. The man with the red eyes had been absolutely livid after that and had firmly forbidden Harry from eating anything he hadn't approved first. The curse Harry had been dealt as a punishment paled in comparison to the discomfort of coughing up feathers all week.

Harry had happily babbled in the tongue of snakes, until the man with red eyes had forced him to learn another much cruder and harsher language, an ugly human language, which the man with red eyes called English. Harry used this English willingly only when he was angry and cursed at the man with red eyes with words he didn't completely understand.

However, the last and most devastating blow against Harry's inner snake hit him on one beautiful autumn day when he was still quite young. Nagini, Harry's most trusted friend and protector, had been cranky for days, nearly weeks, when Harry finally gathered his courage to ask what was wrong. Nagini first complained about itching, scratching and nosy little hatchlings, but finally grudgingly explained that she was shedding her skin which was apparently very uncomfortable but also unavoidable. It was a confusing explanation, but any further questions Nagini hissed off rudely and told Harry to go entertain himself somewhere else.

Harry pondered carefully over what he had heard, turned the new information around in his childishly simple mind and came up with only one conclusion. As a snake, it was his job to do the same as Nagini did: he had to shed his skin. The first few days of his attempt he tried the same as he had witnessed Nagini doing. He rubbed himself against furniture, rocks, and corners of the walls, every suitably rough surface and a few not so suitable ones in hopes of getting his ghostly pale skin to peel off. It soon turned out to be useless. It hurt a little after a while and his skin turned pink and then angry red, but there were no signs of it getting any looser than it was before. When thinking it over again, Harry realised that it had to be because of his faulty scales. Whilst Nagini had beautiful, large and symmetrical scales covering her skin all over, Harry had no scales at all, just ugly even skin that was useless in every sense of the word. It was too soft, too smooth and way too colourless. And apparently way too tightly attached to his flesh, too.

The next evening Harry nicked a sharp table knife from the dinner table and hid it in his sleeve. The cold press of the metal against his wrist distracted him while he ate, but he didn't let it show, just slurped down his meal quietly and escaped from the dining hall as soon as he could. He ran through the familiar dusty halls until he was enclosed in the safety of his bedroom and crumpled into a heap on the floorboards. He laid there panting for a moment, trying to catch his breath and calm his nerves, before pulled the knife from his sleeve and stared at the glimmering blade anxiously.

With a deep breath to brace himself, he set to work.

The first cut hurt the worst.

Or perhaps it was the second?

Or maybe the ache was worst where Harry bit into his lower lip to keep from whimpering and the coppery taste of blood flooded his mouth. However, it was the first tear that escaped his eyes and dribbled down into the gaping wounds that made him cry out. It only got worse when Harry had enough single cuts crossing up and down his arms and legs, so that he could grip a shred of skin and pull. He had to stuff his small fist into his mouth to keep from screaming, but he managed it in the end.
发表于 2019-12-9 17:13:50 来自手机 | 显示全部楼层
楼主啊,我的英浯水平在这里让我无颜以对!!!:-
发表于 2019-12-10 05:53:24 来自手机 | 显示全部楼层
感觉外网和国内写哈养伏或者伏养哈的文都好多啊,但是我果然还是比较喜欢原著时间线上伏哈针锋相对势均力敌相爱相杀的文,这样的文好像外网也很少,楼主有推荐吗555
发表于 2019-12-10 19:55:44 来自手机 | 显示全部楼层
Dragon777 发表于 2019-12-10 05:53
感觉外网和国内写哈养伏或者伏养哈的文都好多啊,但是我果然还是比较喜欢原著时间线上伏哈针锋相对势均力敌 ...

最经典的 注定为敌
我也是喜欢原时间线的,但原时间线he实在是难写啊
发表于 2019-12-11 11:09:21 来自手机 | 显示全部楼层
X墨X 发表于 2019-12-10 19:55
最经典的 注定为敌
我也是喜欢原时间线的,但原时间线he实在是难写啊

这篇看过了,写得真的很合理,其他的感觉哈利魂穿平行世界没丧失父母的自己的梗我也很喜欢,但是这个梗好像斯哈比较多,伏哈基本都是哈利穿回去的(但我比较喜欢lvhp双穿越的设定QAQ
发表于 2019-12-12 21:26:18 来自手机 | 显示全部楼层
ao3上有一篇no glory写得也很好 战后文 不过作者坑了……
发表于 2019-12-16 21:34:41 来自手机 | 显示全部楼层
两篇都看过,也都很喜欢啊啊啊啊啊,第二篇真的好看,但就是个坑!超喜欢伏养哈的文!想求推荐!
 楼主| 发表于 2019-12-25 08:30:30 | 显示全部楼层
风后 发表于 2019-12-9 17:13
楼主啊,我的英浯水平在这里让我无颜以对!!!:-

好吧,我以后就不贴英语原文了,但真的建议去看外网的文啊!
 楼主| 发表于 2019-12-25 08:32:06 | 显示全部楼层
eeeeccho 发表于 2019-12-12 21:26
ao3上有一篇no glory写得也很好 战后文 不过作者坑了……

这个我准备看的!但我看文有个不好的习惯,就是喜欢看新文,结果旧文还没看完就被我停了。
 楼主| 发表于 2019-12-25 08:33:50 | 显示全部楼层
Dragon777 发表于 2019-12-10 05:53
感觉外网和国内写哈养伏或者伏养哈的文都好多啊,但是我果然还是比较喜欢原著时间线上伏哈针锋相对势均力敌 ...

这种文外网一点都不少!让我来给你推!但要有足够的承受能力啊啊啊啊啊!
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