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'Tis the Damn Season

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Reads 12,841
Votes 311
Parts 6
Time 2h 5m

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*female reader insert fic*
based on Taylor Swift's "Tis the Damn Season"

You and Harry weren't exactly friends...and the only time you ever felt important to the other was during the holidays, when he was warming your bed. 

*This was (and is) originally posted on Tumblr, by me, harrystylescherry (aka nat). I'm putting it on here so that it's easier to read as it's a longer fic!*All Rights Reserved

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