fine line || harry potter
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is this all real? or is it just happening inside my head?
between the taboo and the ministry, that might have stopped everyone else from saying it but he knew the truth. he was back and for every moment that harry sat awake - he was there.
it seemed as though, at least to him, everyone he loved was either hurt, tortured, or dead.
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