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The clouds lay over the sky like dustsheets. Wind, heavy with moisture and rain, blew in from River Severn, depicting the sleepy little village of Bushbury Hills in almost mystical reverence. In a steady drizzle which had lasted the whole day, even the magpies had ceased chattering but moped about on the wet lawn before a ( Read more... )

I wasn't going to post this here but I've made a few small changes after the fic was posted... And the mod of HP_intoxicated, who is lovely, but I swear if I tell her that I've fixed things AGAIN, she might hit me over the head... No... No... She's very sweet... It's just... I've already sent the story to her for the exact same reason before... * ( Read more... )