he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Three Goblin Art
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if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@hopedarkwinter
Haunted each night by the trauma of Sirius’s death, abandoned by everyone he once trusted, Harry tries, alone, to claw his way out of the abyss he’s sinking into.
That’s when he meets him.
Thomas.
Young, brilliant... gentle. Someone who sees in Harry what no one else ever could. And before he even realizes it, they become inseparable.
But life has always been cruel to Harry Potter.
And this time... was no exception.
As he receives the letter informing him of his expulsion from Hogwarts for defending himself, Harry breaks. It's as if all his hopes shatter at once, irreversibly.
Haunted. Exhausted. He feels nothing anymore. Only emptiness.
His eyes drift over Dumbledore's letter with that same vacant gaze. Then, something ignites. A flame. Silent. Fierce.
Harry makes a decision.
One that will change the course of History.
Accused of Cedric Diggory's murder, Harry Potter survived 766 days of torture at the Ministry. Abandoned by everyone, even Dumbledore, he watched his hope die day after day, replaced by a cold, unrelenting fury. What emerges is no longer an adolescent, but a survivor forged in pain... and drawn to a hand extended from the shadows. A hand he never thought he would take, yet one that promises the salvation he has longed for... at the cost of everything he once was.
Exhausted and broken by Sirius's death, Harry gives up any reason to live. When the Order comes to get him, they are greeted by an empty, dull gaze. His friends, who had ignored him, suddenly start to worry, but nothing works, nothing makes him react - not even Malfoy's jabs, who himself is worried about his lifelong rival. When Voldemort learns of this, he sees it as a boon, and so he decides to haunt the dreams of his prophesied enemy, but what awaits him is nothing like what he had planned.