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Harry Potter spent his eleventh birthday in a cabin on a tiny rock in the middle of the sea, listening to his cousin snore on the couch.
When a knock sounded on the wind-swept, rain-drenched door, it was not a giant fist (or a half-giant's fist). It was a short sharp rap that sounded once, twice, three times before Minerva McGonagall simply charmed the lock open and stepped inside.
"Apologies," Minerva said crisply, as Vernon raced out brandishing his rifle and Petunia pulled Dudley up off the couch and behind her. "I wasn't sure you could hear me over the weather.” The rain fell down behind the professor in a roar. She was perfectly dry.
Minerva fished in her pocket without looking, because the only things allowed in her pockets were only ever exactly what she needed. “I've come to deliver this," she said, pulling out a letter and handing it to Harry, who was cross-legged on the floor, "because our owl post seems to have been unable to get through.”
“And I've come to deliver this," she added, pulling out a second letter, "because Hogwarts by-laws require a professor to hand-deliver acceptance letters to Muggleborn families for their explanation and comfort."
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10 Jul 2023
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By eight AM they were on the road again, rolling towards Doe’s mysterious bar with both the windows down on the cracked highways of the outwaters. By nine the exit that would have led them through the Badlands passed them by, and Jacques looked after it with a sense of fickle pessimism. Their usual routine – run, hide, remove a target, run, et cetera – was being disrupted by the unknowns of where he was allowing Doe to lead him.
In shorter terms, he felt he was putting too much faith in a man who had spent the last two and a half hours attempting to solve a somewhat-battered crossword puzzle and failing so spectacularly that Jacques almost came back around to being impressed by his sheer gumption.
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- Part 2 of truth or consequences
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07 Jun 2023
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Spy never thought about Soldier. His role was unrefined, little more than another brute force part of the team, easily replaceable and lacking the strategic nuance of either the Heavy or Demoman. He shot his rockets, swung his shovel, and that was that. A simple job for a simple man.
What would an American simpleton want with him? And more importantly, what could Spy possibly want with Soldier?
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06 Jun 2023