Harry Holmes
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  • Reads 316
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 5
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Aug 24, 2020
Harry knows he's adopted. He knows how to play the violin too. And he has excellent eye-sight although he wears glasses. He is both his parent's, dead or alive, through and through. But when he gets a letter on a Sunday, things change. And Hamish, Harry's 7-year-old brother and adopted after a kidnapping case, is caught up in the new world too, even when he isn't even close to it.
Sherlock (Sherly) Holmes
Jane Watson
Harry Holmes
Manipulative!Dumbledore
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John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.