[Harry Potter] An Outstanding Azkaban Graduate Fears Nothing

I, a grandmaster duelist from Slytherin with a complete collection account, transmigrated into Harry Potter.

Just as I was smugly planning to punch trolls, kick gnomes, catch every House-elf and Boggart, and become the third Dark Lord of Hogwarts, I accidentally locked eyes with my red-haired, green-eyed female character, the one I'd made for double duels. She was terrible at everything, and the only thing going for her was the face I'd designed.

That beautiful face, with eyes like autumn waters and brows like spring mountains, gave me an exceedingly sweet smile.

I've read the original, but I've forgotten most of it, so if anything doesn't match your memory, I'm making it up.

This is a silly, out-of-character fic.

Chapter One is in first person. Everything after that is in third person.

Transmigrating into Harry Potter with Magic Awakened.

Both accounts belong to the protagonist. The protagonist's ship is me loving myself.

(There is a Snape/Lily substitute, but it's only a substitute in appearance. The protagonist and their other self are both awful people.)

Some inclination toward Gellert Grindelwald/Albus Dumbledore and Draco/Harry.

Theme: Let regrets cease to exist.