Four_eyed
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Things change after Harry takes in the magic of the basilisk, but that doesn’t mean that the world waits for Harry to catch up as a fugitive roams the streets hunting for a rat, a werewolf stalks the halls hoping for a second chance, and summer plans go awry. Harry just wants to survive the year after the hell that was second year, but between teenage emotions and the mass murder after him, he almost begins to wonders if he will.
It doesn’t help that dementors are haunting the school.
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- Part 3 of A Darker Form of Magic
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"The truth, it is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution." -- Albus Dumbledore to Harry Potter
When he first visits Gringotts, Harry is given a letter left for him by his mother before her death. The contents will challenge his sense of self and teach him the value of Secrets.This is a Work In Progress. It is not finished. It may never be finished. Read at your own risk.
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- Part 20 of W.I.P. Collection
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Instead of Hagrid, one Quirinus Quirrell comes to fetch Harry from the Dursleys.
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- Part 2 of October, 2024
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The first two nights, Harry sleeps like the dead— or, well, maybe that's not the best comparison, given the number of inferi attacks reported lately.
He sleeps like a log. Like a dead log. An un-re-animated dead log. From an everyday, inanimate, non-whomping tree.
After that, Harry wakes up screaming more nights than not, and he even cries on the bad ones, which makes James cry too. In this regard, James reckons that his first week of parenting a full-grown teenage adult bears an awful lot of resemblance to parenting a newborn baby. He feels both blessed and terrifyingly out of his depth.
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- Part 2 of Still Preoccupied... With 1979
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She didn’t want to be a pet…
Winter was getting closer. The nights are getting colder. The wind blew and pricked her skin, her clothes doing nothing to protect against the harsh air.
She didn’t want to freeze…
She rubbed her eyes, tears prickling and the dirt on her hands smeared into mud. Her once light skin is now darker from dirt and sun exposure.
She didn’t want to be dirty…
Food was scarce and hard to come by in the wild, monsters didn’t need to throw away food either, leaving trash cans full of inedibles.
She didn’t want to starve…
Watching the skeletons, she curled up closer to the tree trunk watching them eat around the dining table. He still had that sad look to his eyelights, but he was smiling and eating with his taller brother. The taller one fussed over him, making grand gestures and talking about what she assumed was his day.
Her stomach growled at the sight of spaghetti on their plates.
She didn’t want to be a pet…
But if it was for him…