Harry Potter: The Heartthrob Has a Lot to Worry About

In the gap between life and death, I glimpsed the secret of eternity. The price was complete obliteration, and I was glad to pay it.

[No CP in the main story, with a slight everyone-loves-the-protagonist vibe] Zhou Qiyu never expected to wake up and find himself transmigrated. He took one look at the European-style buildings before him and nearly blacked out. What happened next?

A tragic song spanning a thousand years, and a redemption with existence itself at stake.

Dusk Stuart, a stranger trapped in the currents of time. A thousand years ago, he shared drinks and laughter with the four Founders at Hogwarts. In the shadows of Knockturn Alley, he became entangled with the young Voldemort, and on a rainy night at Spinner's End, he gave young Snape a fleeting taste of warmth. Burdened with chaotic time magic, his body gradually crumbled with every journey through time. He had only one obsession: going home.

When Fred once again slung an arm around George's shoulders and joked with him, when Sirius and Lupin raised their glasses in celebration, when Cedric smiled shyly in the sunlight, no one remembered the blue-eyed, white-haired boy who had rewritten the laws of death through the ultimate sacrifice.

All he left behind was a magical lily that would never wilt, a mysterious boy adopted by Dumbledore, and a sigh in the river of time that no one ever heard.