Crimson red. That was the main color Harry, saw every day of his life since he was three and brought to this horrid house. Yet as he could bring himself to hate the flashing lights, he couldn't hate the scarlet red that continued to fall from his wounds . . . [I've only got a chapter post now but i have at least 2 1/2 chapters in my notes that I haven't written down in wattpad] [debating whether or not to post it, redo the entire story i have now, or just leave it at this one chapter] -nov 11th 2022 [scratch that, I found other versions of this story in my notes, where i rewrote this many times and honestly, they mostly have Petunia and dudley helping harry besides the second rewrite where only dudley helps] [well, that or the time frame in which Harry and Severus meet are different.] [the others also go more in depth about the dream that Harry had in this fanfic, and deviates from how this chapter ended] [I might end up submitting all versions of this fic instead of just this version and end up rewriting this entire thing AGAIN, just because I can and it's interesting lmao] - nov 11th 2022 [I posted the rewrite in which I thought were the most interesting.] [guess how many different rewrites I have of this story- It's FIVE different versions, each one very different from one another holy hek.] [This is why being obsessed with different timelines is intriguing lmao]- nov 13th 2022 (Last chapter written on feb 21st)
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