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Affection doesn't happen overnight. It takes time and, thankfully, ages like fine wine...or sour milk in some cases.
Good thing Kuraigana Island has plenty of wine.Bookmarked by Adissa33
17 Apr 2026
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— Флора, ты же согласилась, когда переезжала сюда, что это место не превратится в джунгли! Здесь больше зелени, чем где-либо в городе!
Она заливается смехом, и на мгновение пульсирующая боль в его голове стихает. — Это всего лишь несколько растений, Ривен.
— Их семнадцать.
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В котором Ривен и Флора — соседи по квартире.
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15 Apr 2026
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When Tom Riddle's young secretary, Hermione, drops a diary filled with dates and temperatures, it sets off a deep-seated desire to fuck a baby into her. Is it a healthy obsession? Not at all. But he doesn’t give a fuck.
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13 Apr 2026
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It was her.
Not similar. Not close enough to mistake. Her, precisely, in defiance of the years that ought to have settled between then and now.
The room lost depth and sound, flattening into something distant and unreal. He could not move. For a heartbeat too long, he could not think.
Shacklebolt finished his sentence: “—Miss Hermione Granger.”
For an instant the words failed to mean anything at all. They were only sound.
Then meaning arrived, sharp and disorienting. Lucius felt something slip, subtly but decisively, out of alignment.
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11 Apr 2026
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The study reasserted itself - exactly as it always was, and yet somehow thinner and inadequate. The shadows in the corners seemed darker. The air felt colder against his face. The silence of the Manor pressed back into place like a lid.
He straightened slowly, one hand resting flat against the desk to steady himself.
His mind went searching again for an explanation, but it skidded over the same bare facts and found nothing to catch on.
Two strands. Two scenes. Hermione Granger, in both.
He should destroy it.
He knew, with the same cold clarity with which he knew the proper order of cutlery, that he ought to take the basin and overturn it into the fire, watch the strands evaporate, and be done.
He did not move.
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10 Apr 2026