

Friction, HPDM, Part 5The next morning, Hermoine walked gingerly down the stairs into the common room. It was just after sunrise, and she was heading off to the library for some studying before breakfast. She tried her hardest to ignore the sack of potatoes that was Harry Potter asleep on a chair, curled tightly into a ball.Friction, HPDM, Part 5
Harry woke up when the portrait hole slammed closed. His lips were salty and his face was sticky. He found a small piece of paper folded and shoved between his sleeping fingers. Undoing the creases, he saw I'm here for you, S. scrawled hastily in Seamus's handwriting. He slid the note in his pocket and slowly unfolded himself in


Friction, HPDM, Part 4Harry did not return to the Great Hall. He went straight up to the showers. Goosebumps swarmed his body as cold water painfully splashed down on him. He watched a mixture of sweat, water, and tears spiral into the drain. He dwelled on the fact that they were all clear, all unseperable from the either. No one would find out about this, it would be fine.Friction, HPDM, Part 4
Towelling off in front of the mirror, he examined the red whelp that had raised on the left side of his face. It was in the perfect shape of a hand, fingers spread, palm flat. He winced and sucked air as he dabbed the towel to it. Opening his eyes, they slid downard and he looked


Friction, HPDM, Part 3The next few days floated by ridiculously long for Harry Potter. He always felt cold and his thoughts had to fight through a thick, white fog to reach the concious surface. It was as if he knew any moment the entire school would disown him. He kept a pocketful of Puking Pastilles and passed off his lethargic conversations and absencses from class as a terrible stomach flu. He only ate when Hermoine brought him bread or pumpkin juice from the Great Hall and shoved it down his throat. He did anything possible to avoid being in the same room as Malfoy. He feared Malfoy bringing up the dream in a jeering comment, an arguement, a fist fight. He alFriction, HPDM, Part 3
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"Wait," Hermione said, holding the necklace. "This isn't the kanji for wisdom..." Her heartbeat rose. "It's the kanji for revenge."
Calcutta Ch6: Twisted
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