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“I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Scott says, eyeing Stiles’ fries. “But Derek Hale is back in town. I saw him at the gas station the other day.”
This piques Stiles’ interest. Oh yes it does. Like any good true crime aficionado, Stiles has his favourite case. His pet cold case. His hometown murder. The thing he brings up when he’s tired of small talk and just wants to get real.
The Hale Family Fire and the suicide of Katherine Argent.
Stiles knows this case inside and out. He’s racked up thousands of karma points on reddit for his thoughtful analysis, his pictures of the crime scene, and of his reporting of local gossip. Beacon Hills is a small town, small enough that Stiles is the only one on the Unresolved Mysteries subreddit to have actually seen the burnt out shell in person.
He’ll tell anyone who listens what he finds fascinating about the case. Absolutely no shame. He’s read all of the articles, he’s pestered his father’s deputies for more information, and he’s read every cold case compilation book that so much as mentions it.
No one knows this case like Stiles does.
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In which Derek Hale is a man with a dark past, and Stiles is completely obsessed with him.
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When his dad speaks, it's in a carefully neutral voice. "You saw two wolves tonight."
"One wolf," Stiles corrects. "The other was messed up. It had a wolf face, yes, but it was..." He trails off, not sure how to describe the wrongness of it. The way its muscles moved beneath its skin, rippling and bulging unnaturally. "It wasn't right."
The sheriff nods. "And you magically threw this deformed wolf across the store?"
"I didn't say it was magic."
"A beam of light shoots out of your hands," the sheriff says dryly, "and tosses a wolf several feet away. You don't consider that magic?"
Stiles fiddles with his IV. It's pumping fluids into him, but not morphine, unfortunately. He could use some unconscious euphoria right now.
"I don't know what it was," Stiles says finally. "It's just what happened."
His dad sighs. "Do you know that all wolves in this state are tracked? They have electronic collars on. Every wolf in California is a dot on a map somewhere."
Stiles bites the inside of his mouth.
"There are no wolves around Beacon Hills," the sheriff says definitively.
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Harry kills his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at the end of 1st year. Somehow, this leads to him traveling through time to the year 1971 and being dropped, alone, into an abandoned house in Cokeworth. He has only himself to rely on, as always, but there is a silver lining: he gets to meet a younger version of his mother, who is apparently best friends with a young Professor Snape. Unbelievable.
Featuring: Everybody's childhood trauma, a lot of pining, and hopefully, eventually, a happy ending :)
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06 Mar 2025
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Good story, alternative Hogwarts where Harry goes to school with his parents and Snape
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Severus loses his magic after war and ends up as squib. But Harry finds out the dark mark can be used to transfer magic so he hunts down all death eaters and steal magic to rebuild sev's core.
Even if it kills the other person.
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"I'm a virgin," Stiles says because he has to. It must be known.
Derek lifts himself up, braced on his forearms in a sort of plank, so he can look down at Stiles. His face is still human and his eyes are the colour of pond-water. Stiles collects these details for later. When this is over, he can figure out the spell's intent. For now, all he knows is that the more they touch, the more human Derek remains.
"I know," Derek says, and it's not soft or kind. Just matter-of-fact. "I… I can't let you go."
"I know," Stiles echoes. "Um. Can you be…" he trails off when Derek looks away, eyes filled with shame. His first time won't be with someone he loves or gentle. Okay.
"I'm sorry," Derek says, still looking away. "The instinct is too strong. To chase you down, to bite." His hips grind down, punctuating his words. "If I don't - if we don't do this, then I'll - "
Fuck or die. Those are Stiles' options. Well then. What's that video game motto? Hesitation is defeat.