Shocking love | Parksborn oneshot
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Peter is attacked while walking home and almost killed. His life hangs by a thread but luckily this didn't happen when he was alone... Harry witnessed everything and tries to save his life before it's to late.
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Here's another one for you...
I got the idea for this one while watching some edits so... you can thank those things for what you are about to read... no idea if it's any good tho so...
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