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Dean shakes his head, trying to clear his mind. He wants to focus on scrubbing down the kitchen after lunch, but it's difficult. He'd set down Jack for a nap half an hour ago and is trying to get through as many chores as possible. He's already started a load of laundry and emptied the dishwasher. He's hoping to sweep and mop at least the kitchen before his need to check on Jack becomes stronger than his desire for Jack to sleep. The silence is getting to him though. He resists the urge to check the volume on the baby monitor clipped to his waistband. He got it the day after finding Jack in the armory. When he realized that just because the screams had stopped didn't mean the visions had too.
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14 Jan 2026
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“What about this, Captain?” Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively.
Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He’s lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He’s clearly a prisoner, but there’s something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry’s brain. Something he can’t quite put his finger on.
“Put him in my cabin,” Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry’s back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can’t understand any of it.
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Not wanting to think on it too much, Stiles took a step forward and passed his hand between the bars, moving the bleeding side closer to Derek’s mouth.
“Not too close, he bites.”
Stiles snatched his hand away just as Derek had been about to lick at it. The snarl he got in response was not comforting.
“He what?” Stiles asked nervously, turning to Deaton.
The man looked a little amused. “Don’t worry, only if he doesn’t like you.”
“Well, he probably hates me, now!” Stiles insisted, turning back to Derek.
He looked extremely displeased.
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How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger.
The monotony of Draco’s daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence.
Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can’t find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why are morning meetings with Draco Malfoy the only thing that make sense anymore?Series
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Mike still sometimes liked to ride his bike to work and Harvey hated it. As a boss and mentor, he thought it far too unsophisticated a mode of transportation for an associate employed by one of New York’s most prestigious law firms; as a Daddy, he simply considered it far too dangerous.
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07 Feb 2023