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The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had

Aug 15, 2010 10:12

Arthur is having an unusually good day. He's both morally and professionally pleased with himself for once, a rare occurrence in a profession where a man doesn't exactly make friends and always do the right thing. This time however, he's happy with the result of his actions because everyone benefits from said result. He exits the airport, suitcase ( Read more... )

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onlypotter August 17 2010, 01:07:05 UTC

Harry Potter is on his way to the Tower. He honestly would not have thought anything of the man walking the opposite way. There are plenty of people walking on the sidewalk, and he has no reason to look at any of them.

It's the familiarity that hits Harry. He happens to look toward the man, and he stops.

It isn't anyone Harry has ever met before. He has a good memory for faces so why does this person look so familiar?

Harry doesn't spend much time looking in the mirror so it will take him a moment or two to realize that this person looks like... him. An older, clean cut version of himself but remarkably like him.

OMFG YES XD penrosestairs August 17 2010, 01:12:51 UTC

Arthur stares back, expression blank for a moment as he studies his doppelganger. The resemblance is undeniable, and Arthur immediately takes out his die and rolls it between his fingers. It still feels alright, but that in no way explains why a younger copy of himself just walked past him. There is no logical way to explain this, not at all. Even in dreams he's rarely seem copies of people.

Arthur does not like it when he can't explain something logically. His fingers play along the trigger of his gun, but his reason tells him not to shoot someone, even if that someone looks exactly like him, until he discerns who they are.

"Who are you?" he asks, voice flat and cold.

XDD Ella suggested. I couldn't resist. onlypotter August 17 2010, 01:39:08 UTC

There is going to be so much staring. This makes absolutely no sense. His hair had always been a struggle with his aunt, because nothing could be done with it. It was unruly, no matter how it was cut.

Harry understands the concept of having many universes, but this is not really anything that he ever expected to see. Someone who looks exactly like him in every way that counts. The clothes are different. His hair is different, and he isn't wearing any glasses.

American accent is different too. It's not some older version of himself. Harry can't even pretend to have an American accent. There's something about the flat, cold sound of it that makes Harry a little defensive.

"I'm... Harry Potter." He adjusts his glasses and folds his arms, same height even. There's no looking up or looking down at him. "Who are you?"

Good for Ella XD penrosestairs August 17 2010, 01:47:54 UTC

He stares at Harry's hair now, wondering why the other version of him couldn't manage to neaten it. Arthur had dark curls, but he kept them tamed with a great deal of hair gel and practice. This boy was at least ten years younger than he was, however, so perhaps his life didn't need him to look neat ( ... )

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