111 Results in the "Harry Potter" fandom
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The corridor defied reason. It was too narrow, yet stretched endlessly, folding in on itself in impossible ways. The air pressed down like a heavy weight, thick and wrong. Each step Harry took sent ripples through the space, the sound of his boots returning twisted and uneven, as though the walls themselves were mocking him. His wandlight trembled, casting fractured beams into the dark. The glow seemed swallowed before it could go far, smothered by the corridor’s strange, suffocating…
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The hotel was modest but clean, with worn carpets and heavy floral curtains that looked like they hadn’t been changed in decades. Sirius dropped his bag onto the bed with a dramatic sigh. “Not a single self-fluffing pillow in sight,” he complained, poking at the mattress. “Do muggles enjoy suffering, or is it just a hobby for them?” Harry smirked, placing his own bag on the chair. “You sound like Dudley. He used to whine about anything less than five-star.” Sirius raised an eyebrow.…
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241.7 K • Ongoing
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The world spun violently around Harry, a blur of color and sound, until he landed with a jolt on a cold stone floor. He stumbled, barely catching himself on the edge of a wooden table. The air smelled faintly of old parchment and faint traces of cleaning potions. Blinking rapidly, he steadied himself and looked up. Sirius Black was leaning casually against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. “Welcome to Grimmauld Place,” Sirius said, pushing off the counter. Harry…
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241.7 K • Ongoing
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The knock came at eleven, three sharp raps that carried up from the ground floor. Harry took the stairs two at a time and pulled the front door open on a wall of noise and red hair. They were all there on the top step, breath steaming in the cold, and for a second he couldn't pick out one from the other. Molly Weasley came through first and pulled him into a hug that lifted his feet off the floor. She smelled of cinnamon and woodsmoke. "Harry, dear. Look at you. You're too thin." Arthur was behind…
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241.7 K • Ongoing
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Diagon Alley was quiet. Half the shops had closed early for the holidays and the ones still open had frost on the inside of their windows. Sirius walked beside him with a face that wasn't his. Broader jaw, lighter hair, a nose that had never been broken. The glamour was Remus's work, cast that morning over breakfast while Sirius sat eating toast and telling him to stop fussing. "They're goblins," Sirius had said. "They don't care!" Harry kept pace. His breath came out white and the cold got through…
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241.7 K • Ongoing
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