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I, Taylor McKenzie Ross, forego ownership of any and all ORIGINAL concepts and story line plots written within this tragically written novel. All Rights for the Harry Potter Universe, characters, plot, & places go to JK Rowling.
This story will conclude sensitive topics, such as the following; character death, crude language, and explicit violence. Lessons In Life has been marked mature, and therefore will eventually include erotic MATURE themes. I will not be forewarning any mentions of erotic scenes or deaths/violence. If any single person deems my work as harmful, malicious, or childish, said person may contact me via email/private message. While I welcome constructive criticism wholeheartedly, I will not tolerate hateful comments, as you can easily just unadd this story, & mute my profile.
If it is reported to me that someone has copied my work, I will personally contact said person regarding what may or may not have been stolen, and if an agreement isn't reached, legal approaches shall be taken.
Again, this novel will include rated R scenes, and is only recommended for those who are 18 and older.
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Now for my lovely readers who were too bored to read all of that, here's your summarized version. This book will have sex and death in it. Legally, I'm suppose to warn those that are underage about any smut, so here ya go. How you choose to continue from here is totally up to you. This book will have triggering scenarios, and I promise to not sugarcoat it, as it is a serious matter. Don't copy my work, or else we'll throw hands. Annnd, that's pretty much it, so uh, thanks for attending my Ted Talk.
Also, don't expect me to be editing this for a while. A long while. (Hit me up if you're good at editing.)
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Lessons In Life || Fred Weasley
FanfictionShe retracted her hand from my grasp, and placed it against my cheek delicately instead. "I'm sure, I'm just worried I won't be good. I've never," she bit her lip. I chuckled lightly, pulling her body over so that it laid ontop of mine. A small gasp...