I'll be trying post this the same day as the last chapter, its probably not going to happen as I am a pretty slow writer.(sorry sweetie... But umm... You didn't)
AN2: AGAIN! SPACES. BETWEEN. PARAGRAPHS. NONEXISTENT!!
Part 3 draft: Hart to Hand
Harriet's POV:
when she woke up this morning she knew today was the day, it was April 1st... 4 months before her birthday, 4 months before she got her Hogwarts letter.
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She got dressed in her best clothes, a pair of slightly baggy shorts with a decent-looking oversized sweater and some big boots.
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After getting dressed, she had done what she normally does for the day. Weeding the garden, vacuuming, dusting, doing the dishes, cooking the meals...and adding little bits of controlling magic / compulsions to do things them selves...
The hardest part of this whole day was trying to keep Dudley home. You know, it's strange how overweight he is when he goes outside so often.
She had FINALLY gotten Dudley distracted with the telly when her uncle walked through the entryway. "PET!! IM HOME!!".
...~showtime~...
As soon as Uncle Vernon walk through the door, decided to shove her inside of her 'room' under the stairs, closing all the locks on the outside. 'well... this will have to do...'
So from within her 'room' she started to fill her voice with intent and magic, and then...she began to sing...
(The song at the top^)
You should've got a better bed
Better for your head
Better heads need shut eye
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You should've got a better bed
Better for your head
Better heads need shut eye
You should've got out of the red
In the red you're better off dead
Deader than the red dead sea
Promise it to me
Promise me the sea
You should've got a better bed
Better for your head
Better heads need shut eye
You should've got out of the red
In the red you're better off dead
Deader than the red dead sea
Promise it to me
Promise me the sea
People all the people with big bellies banging bigger drums
They beat down on you they beat the pulse into your shoes
Shoes that are made for walking you to lands and other seas
See those seas of see those seas that you've seen on the big screen
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You should've got a better bed
Better for your head
Better heads need shut eye
You should've got out of the red
In the red you're better off dead
Deader than the red dead sea
Promise it to me
Promise me the sea
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Sad hello's and mad high lows
Now i know not nobody knows
Sad hello's and mad high lows
Now i know not nobody knows
Where do we go?
Oh where do we go?
People all the people with big bellies banging bigger drums
They beat down on you they beat the pulse into your shoes
Shoes that are made for walking you to lands and other seas
See those seas of see those seas that you've seen on the big screen
People all the people with big bellies banging bigger drums
They beat down on you they beat the pulse into your shoes
Shoes that are made for walking you to lands and other seas
See those seas of see those seas that you've seen on the big screen
La la la la la la~
La la la la la la la la la la la~
La la la la la la~
La la la la la la la la la la~... By the time she was done, she had complete control over her 'relatives'.
All the magic she have been imputing into their lives have been a great help in this process!
"Who's the slave now..."
Let's just say...that night was full of pain, but not her's for once.
Okay~ again I'm really sorry for not posting, and I'm also sorry for the short chapter!!
Please forgive me (╥﹏╥)
Wednesday, August 5th 2020...
That's when I finished this chapter... But I was revising it until today.
Friday, September 4th 2020.
685 words
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The True Alice At Hand (Under Changes)
Fanfictionthis is a this is a fem Harry story. It's under some serious editing, and may not be the same anymore. I will add to the description & tags as I go on. Thank you all for reading. 😊