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[wanttobeatree]

FLIST, I BEQUEATH UNTO YOU THE FIRST FIC I EVER WROTE, somewhere around eleven or twelve years ago. Which is long enough that now I'm able to laugh dementedly at it whilst simultaneously feeling a bit proud of 10/11 year old me's vocabulary. So without further ado

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[longsufferingly]

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL I AM CRYING AND MELTING FROM LOVE FOR IT

[wanttobeatree]

Oh, Chash! You're amazing, you're wonderful! YOU'RE CHASH!!

[flawedamythyst]

Harry's constant hair-flicking is brilliant. HE'S SO COOL; HE CAN FLICK HIS HAIR. Epic.

This is so, so, very much better than my first ever fic, btw - it's actually in prose, for one thing. I wrote a Star Trek:DS9/Star Wars crossover in script form. Yeah, that didn't end well.

[wanttobeatree]

IDEK WHY HE KEEPS FLICKING HIS HAIR SO MUCH. This was a good few years before having an obnoxiously long fringe became a THING. And yet!

[alice_pike]

SHE GAZED INTO HIS EMERALD EYE.

This is fucking fantastic.

[wanttobeatree]

GLITTERING EMERALD EYES, if you please.

[laulan]

She fumbled desperatley, trying to say cool, calm and collected, whilst practically melting from love for Harry.

This is how I feel about you after having read this fic. OH TREE!! :') Nothing can ever, ever top this.

[wanttobeatree]

YES

YES YOU CAN

AND SHOULD