Van_Holmes



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    Blood had dripped down his hand then too. Into the white porcelain sink. Like red paint ruining the purity of white sheets. It's this endless cycle of pain and torture. Here, he feels weak, aches enough to want comfort, love. Aunt Petunia won't give it to him. Not then, not now. And he understands. Everyone who comes into contact will someday die. If it's not later, it is soon.

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    When Harry fails his attempted suicide, the only place for him to go is Snape, a man who is bitter, and hates his guts.

     

    (A story of heartache and pain, and tears,
    but also of healing and solace, and laughter.
    Where contentment is found in the most unexpected place)

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    20 Jan 2024