SyltherSara
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- Partes 1
Third time the charm?
Guess again!
Harriet Potter learns the hard way she can't die after being struck by another killing curse. After waking up in in some back alley of London - quite clearly alive and not... Dead like she definitely should be, she goes on a conquest of her own to test her mortality theory.
Several fatal death stunts later - Harri has concluded she's some sort of thing that just can't die properly. Fearing what that might mean for her should the Ministry find out, she decides that she'll be better off saying "Too-da-loo, bitches!" and fuck off into the blue.
Aro - unlike his brothers - likes to leave the piazza on the rare occasion so while on the hunt for his next meal, he caught a whiff of something mouth-watering, something spicy and sweet all at the same time. It brought back memories of his life in Greece, memories he thought he'd forgotten. The blood didn't sing to him but it did make him ravenous.
It was coming from a young red-headed woman with striking green eyes too ethereal to be entirely human. Aro waited until she was alone when he struck.
He wasn't assaulted with the girl's memories or emotions upon contact - he didn't much think about it as he drank greedily, unable to get enough. Only when her body dropped did his mind clear.
She was divine. He licked his lips and cocked his head after placing her on the bed.
When he went to leave... He was struck by a blast that sent him lurching into the bathroom door and crashing into the wall. He turned. "What..." He gasped.
"Oi!" The girl was a whirlwind of fiery anger. "Do I look like some bloody fang banger to you?"
"How--"
"YOU BIT ME! Do you know how long it's going to take me to stop looking blue? A fucking WEEK!"
Aro was stunned... And intrigued.