The warmth of Harry’s body disappeared with a spiraling bang and the world grew dark only to come slowly into focus again. My previous happiness was replaced with a overwhelming avalanche of grief as I realized the realities of my life.
I remembered.
Harry is dead.
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Summary: Louis had a monster growing inside his reflection. Larry Stylinson. Ziam.
Trigger Warning: This fic is about a serious topic. My ask box is always open, whether you want to talk anonymously or in private.