Morning star // Tomarry

Harry never intended to be here, he was... he was supposed to be gone. If they left him at his uncles for the next two days, he would be gone. He would be dead and never to be seen again.
So why did they take him from one hell to another?
Why did they push him to his limits, and why did they force him to show his wings? And why did they cut his feathers all they want to is to use him as their weapon?

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A Tomarry story, a little something for myself, as I am trying to busy my mind. I will not lie, I am not doing the best, my cat was put down recently, and my other cat was diagnosed with cancer. I need something to turn my attention away from the problems. So I will write stupid little stories, as my sweet puppy girl sleeps with me.

Enjoy :))