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Changed (Drarry)
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Ongoing, First published Dec 10, 2021
Mature
Agony.

White hot agony that seemed to burn every inch of him, itching to get him to rip his own skin off, but he couldn't move, he couldn't even scream, but he could vaguely hear people laughing at his torment and quiet whimpers from beside him.

Harry woke up with a start, gasping for air, he had been having those dreams a lot recently, and they always made him tremble as though the pain still lingered, making him feel like there was something wrong with his body in a way he couldn't exactly describe. Looking in the mirror he saw the same boy he had always been, but there was something wrong, something off.

Harry wasn't sure how much more of the Dursleys he could take, and these dreams weren't helping matters. He wasn't even 13 yet, but he was already counting down the days until he went back to Hogwarts.

Book 3 in the Mute series.
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Mute

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    Season 1
    45 parts
  • Silent (Drarry) [COMPLETED] cover
    Season 2
    52 parts
  • Season 3
    34 parts
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My fingers going through your hair, watching you fall asleep. Your legs behind mine. Your arm laying on top of me. Hearing you breathe. Taking my hands into yours, trying to warm them up without me asking for it. From kissing your left cheek to kissing your right cheek. Kissing your forehead to kissing the tip of your nose. Smiling in between until I reach your lips. Maybe we can have what our fathers never had the courage to build. Maybe we can close those unhealed wounds. Maybe we can love each other like they never did. disclaimer: I'm not English or American but I study English since I was seven so I try my best. However, if there are some errors, please don't hesitate to contact me. LAVINIA MORGANTE ON WATTPAD @2020