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Harry has some weird words on his left wrist. That must be one of those strange things that Aunt Petunia hates so much. But it's okay! He likes them.
Then, it all turns even weirder. Hogwarts, magic, a Headmaster and a Dark Lord await Harry - he would prefer if they all just left him alone, thank you very much.
But when has it ever mattered what Harry wants?
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- Part 1 of Left
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Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.
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growing up we watched the stars by Shayna_Nak for That_Ghost_Kristoff
Fandoms: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon | Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon
13 Oct 2014
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Usagi isn't all that smart, and isn't looking forward to that good of a future, probably, so excuse her if she has some trouble believing she's supposed to save the world.
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impartial bystander (for the time being) by weatheredlaw
Fandoms: Bob's Burgers (Cartoon)
22 Nov 2015
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She's a Belcher, dammit. It's going to take a lot more to unnerve her than a dumb boy and a hat that wouldn't fit him either.
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- Part 6 of wait, don't tell me
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“We can’t just leave him here to die.”
“He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”
“Then we should stay with him.”
Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.
It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.
“Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”
