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    The darkness was the first thing that Harry noticed as he fought his way back to consciousness. A dry mouth and slight headache from being hit with stunners were the next things he noticed. When he remembered recent events, he sat up with a jolt…or at least, tried to,. He couldn't sit up though, because a binding spell had him held tightly to a pallet on the grimy floor. He found it possible to groan though, and he did while he struggled against the restraining. The room was dark, and it was ov
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    June 1st dawned grey and clammy in the seventh year of Harry Potter’s education. It was very different than the day two years ago that had marked the beginning of his O.W.L. exams, and Harry had to admit that his life was very different as well. First, he didn’t wake up in Hogwarts, alone. Instead he woke up in his London home with his husband Draco Malfoy by his side. Together they got ready for the day, and carried their traveling bags out to the waiting Ministry car. The car took them rig
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    The weekend with his school friends passed all too quickly for Harry Malfoy-Potter. First of all, Hermione was all but locked in the library with Morag, Pansy, Blaise, and Jeremy. She was directing their research with an iron fist that Harry was all too familiar with from studying with her for so many years. The only difference now was that Neville’s play pen floated around the library where she could keep an eye on him as he happily played with the new toys Draco had bought. Katie had gone to
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    It felt weird to be back at Hogwarts. The day before Easter Break marked the second day Harry and Draco had spent at the school since the night they learned Voldemort had moved into power in Russia and Eastern Europe. Although most of their remaining studies were being taken care of with Aurors and through essays, there were a few practical classes they had to attend, and for the past two days business the Ministry had allowed them to go to school instead of their offices. Professor Grubby-Pl
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    Those slit, red eyes no longer held the fear in him the way they once did. Still, they did command some respect. Even in his weakened state, the Dark Lord was a fearsome wizard with many powers at his beck and call. There were not many who could enter into a private meeting with Voldemort and not shake in fear, but he was one of them. “I have felt the boy’s use of the Cruciatus on the Worm over the last few weeks.” Voldemort hissed in a very pleased tone. “It seems he is well on the road we
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    Normal Oh yes, that dratted word: Normal. Not a word that Harry Potter ever thought he’d attribute to himself, but the past few months of life as the husband of Draco Potter-Malfoy made Harry rethink his definition of normal. Lately, what his life was like now was ‘normal’ and would be ‘normal’ for well over a century and half. At least once each day, he found himself remembering an event in his fifth year with longing. Yes, his fifth year. Fred and George, declaring that they had outgr
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    “Kreacher, settle down. I’m sure the house is in order for visitors.” Harry ordered the nearly frantic house elf. The ancient thing stopped its harangue of the Auror at Harry’s command and slinked off. Harry turned his attention to the Auror, who’s hair was more gray than it had been when they first met. “Auror Shacklebolt.” Harry recognized him in a firm voice. “To what do we owe the pleasure of your company?” “Ministry business, Mr. Potter.’ Shacklebolt said formally. The other four Auror
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    “Go on.” Harry replied carefully, biting down the instinctive response of telling Voldemort to forget the idea. “I’m listening.” “What would Dumbledore say if he knew that his Golden Boy was actually holding a civil conversation with me?” Voldemort taunted him. “If that’s what you have to say,” Harry retorted. “then this conversation is over.” “Nice girl you have there... Morag.” Voldemort’s mental voice was a hiss this time. “Jealous, Tom?” Harry responded with sarcasm lacing his thoughts
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    With a glimmer of sadness and a lot of laughter, Harry’s seventh year at Hogwarts was speeding by. The weeks between the abrupt departure of Ronald Weasley and the onset of the winter holidays were extremely busy. Harry’s mornings were spent teaching or in private lessons with various teachers and Aurors. His afternoons were spent in classes and cramming for the end of term tests and remaining N.E.W.T. exams (which Hermione constantly reminded him were only a few months away now). His evenings w
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    Things were as they should be when Harry Potter walked through the entrance of Hogwarts with Draco at his side. It was late Sunday evening, and he was not in the least surprised to see the Headmistress waiting for them. She held out her hand, and instinctively Harry understood, and took his wand out and handed it to her. She looked at it for a long time, running a hand along all twenty inches of it before handing it back to him. “A wand much more suited to dealing with the Dark Lord.” She sa
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    “My, my, Mister Potter, it is good to see you again.” Mister Olivander said as Harry entered the store. The two Aurors had positioned themselves in front of the door, preventing anyone else from entering, and giving Harry privacy for this most intimate of purchases. “I’ve been expecting you for a few years now.” “You have?” Harry asked, surprised. “Yes, yes,” Olivander replied with a kind smile. “Can’t expect you to duel the dark lord with a wand that locks up every time you cast at each ot
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    The days that followed Harry’s return to Hogwarts were pure hell for him and for many other people as well. Harry had woken to find Draco gone from the rooms and not in the great hall. Oliver had approached him immediately and asked him for a private word. They’d left and gone to an empty classroom where Oliver had apologized. He admitted to having a long-standing crush on Harry and had just let things get out of hand when he found Harry asleep on the bed. Harry had forgiven him but asked Ol
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    “Are either of you named Harry Potter?” Headmistress McGonagall’s voice was sharp, and Harry winced from where he was listening to her lecture. He stood at the entrance of the Headmistress’ office, and he could see the backs of two students facing her desk. They were shaking where they stood. “No ma’am.” They murmured in unison, and Harry vaguely recognized them as seventh year Ravenclaws. “Then what gives you the idea that the school must sanction your union and give you private quarters?”
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    By the time Harry had given Richard a brief overview of the first sixteen years of his personal life - mostly focused on the history of Voldemort’s rise to power, the Potter family opposition to him, and the bare details of his encounters with the wizard, the muggle’s eyes had glazed over and it was dinner time. Draco returned, and Harry excused them to get changed, advising Richard that his things should be in his room by now. Without thinking, Harry followed Draco into their room to prepare
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    As Harry entered the Headmaster’s office, he was struck by how different it looked. Gone was the cluttered mess that seemed to personify Albus Dumbledore as well as the bowl of lemon drops. Parchments were neatly stacked on the desk, various items were neatly placed on shelves, and a new painting hung on the wall above the desk. It was the painting that drew Harry’s attention immediately. “Why, hello my boy!” the Wizard Portrait of Albus Dumbledore said in a jovial tone. “Quite good to see y
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    It took two cars to get the entire group to Kings Cross Station in time. Poor Ron had waited until morning to finish packing his school trunk and as a result, almost made them all late. The large group of Gryffindor and Slytherin students was loud and boisterous until they passed through the barrier of platform 9 and ¾. Their happiness faded at the sight of the large marble monument that stood near the Hogwarts Express engine. It was a memorial to Albus Dumbledore, and the events of just two mo
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    Harry Potter had always hated summer, until this year. The final summer before he turned legally of age in the wizarding world was perhaps the best summer he'd ever had. Of course that was probably due in part to where he currently was. The white sands of the secluded French beach were magnificent, but not as magnificent as the sight rising out of the Atlantic waters. Slick, wet, blond hair, a handsome face with smiling grey eyes that seemed to take in everything around them, a lean, hard body,
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    As Harry enters his final year at Hogwarts, his bond with Draco deepens from engagement toward a shared future, even as war, prophecy, and political upheaval close in around them. With friends, family, and the wider wizarding world pulled into the conflict, Harry must balance love, leadership, and survival while preparing for the confrontation that will shape everything to come.
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    Chapter 20

    dkstories posted new chapter in Goon

    Micah really, really hated having a white Christmas. The snow was falling as he drove to the airport and he was just glad that the flight should be landing right about now. If it had been any later, the airport would have been closed, especially since all the regular commercial flights were finished for the day. “With the absence of the odd high pressure ridge, snow flurries are being reported as far south as Florida.” The news announcer on the big red truck’s satellite radio sounded far to
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    Chapter 19

    dkstories posted new chapter in Goon

    It was warm in the small, very plain room and Micah relaxed as much as he could in the cold, hard metal chair. The orange jumpsuit they made him wear was too tight across the shoulders, but he didn’t care all that much. It showed off his body quite well, and in the past three days he’d had plenty of opportunity to work back into his exercise routine within the small, isolated room of the juvenile detention facility. Now they were back to the local FBI office, and in the small whitewashed int
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    Chapter 18

    dkstories posted new chapter in Goon

    “No matter how much you may want to, it is rarely possible to just thumb your nose at federal law enforcement agencies.” Mrs. Howard said as Micah sank into the couch and just stared out the window. Much of the damage from last summer’s storms had been repaired, but he could see the differences between the house now and before the storms had hit. “They give me a headache, and I hate them as much as I did last time.” Micah said with a sigh, putting the cool can of soda against his head. On th
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    I've seen a lot of good and bad. Since I bought on PC I've noticed it's more like playing on a console than a real PC game - but it's still fun. Character customization isn't as nice as I'd like (can't get my guy cute enough). The story line is very enjoyable and the whole concept is interesting. Seeing some of the series characters in the timeline before the series starts is kind of cool...far too much time wasting away on games though. Had a whole two hours tonight.
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    Chapter 17

    dkstories posted new chapter in Goon

    “Thank god, where are you?” Mrs. Howard’s voice was both relieved and borderline frantic as she talked quickly. Micah and Corey were standing along the tree line bordering Highway 2. The phone’s battery was barely above twenty-percent so the conversation would have to be fairly quick. “We’re somewhere along Highway 2, Mom.” Corey answered. They were holding the phone between them and had it turned on speaker so they both could talk. “It’s about three in the morning here and we’re back alon
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    Who else has been caught in the buzz about Defiance? Part of me says the whole tv show/mmorpg is doomed from the start - but then again I always liked doomed things. So I got the game today and am loading it now. Has anyone else already started on the game?
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    Chapter 16

    dkstories posted new chapter in Goon

    Pop, pop, pop, pop There was a reason the two-day march was a favorite activity each semester. Their destination was always the firing range, and Micah was enjoying it as much as anyone else. Even if it was an outdated M16 from the Reagan era, the kick of the rifle felt good, and seeing his marksmanship skills had not decayed at all was like a balm to the soul. He sighed when the cease fire flag was raised over his target and the paper silhouette was lowered to be replaced. He’d knocked ou
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