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Welcome, to another chapter of "The Last Rider", Hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 13.
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Without any further a due, let's begin, shall we?
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Harry Potter and The Philosopher's Stone
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Where we left off:
He rolled his eyes, still smiling. "Piss off Harry" both boys laughed at their little moment. Although a red head frowned in jealousy, as he held the note that Y/n dropped on the floor. A silent agitated sigh escaped his lips, before he crushed the paper in his hands.
[{A/n: This will be a slightly altered version than the scenes shown in the movie.}]
As night settled in, two lanterns and pairs of hands appeared to glide through the entrance of the school's library. The hands held onto the sources of light and walked through the dark library, heading to the Restricted Section.
The appendages placed their respective lamps on the edge of a table, before what seemed to be a cloak-shaped 'reality distortion' went down into the ground, Harry and Y/n appeared as if magic, ironically.
"Good god man, I can still smell your breath. What did you eat?" Y/n quipped.
"Garlic bread and broccoli, why?" Harry grinned.
"Stop eating those. It makes me want to barf." Y/n motioned, bringing his hand to his mouth and pinching his nose. "Well, at least I eat healthy." Harry laughed, as Y/n frowned.
"What's wrong with having a chicken mixed with beef sandwich, with turkey leg on the side, and mashed potatoes?" Y/n retorted.
Harry sighed dramatically, rolling his eyes "Oh, so many things, Y/n. So, so many things."
"Hey!" Y/n smacked Harry's arm. "It's fucking delicious, especially when you add things to it. Like-"
"It's not the 'recipe' I have a problem with, it's how many sandwiches you eat." Harry interrupted.
"At least I don't pig out like Ron" Y/n smirked, they both looked at each other for a moment, before they busted out with laughter. "Alright, alright, let's go search for that book." The troublesome boys began to search through each bookshelf.
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