D A Y 3
There was a pamphlet in the attic. It had a map of New York City. And it smelled of his perfume. And there was a small paper in it, with a winky face.
The flight to New York was uncomfortable, but worth it.
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50 Days // Narry AU
FanfictionFifty days of traveling and fifty days of Harry writing in the small journal. 'I think I have found him, without physically finding him. I know I have, because I find these little things. Things only he would do, and...
