Harry smiled when the fireplace roared to life.
“Harry?”
“Kitchen!” he answered. He sighed happily as freckled arms hugged his waist. It felt like home.
Funny and Odd and Strange and Weird
It was funny and odd and strange and weird. They were funny and odd and strange and weird and Harry wouldn’t want any other way.
Wish Granted
Harry longed to blend in
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