Dawnixx Dumbledore (BEING REWRITTEN ON OTHER ACCOUNT) (HP/DW)
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- Chapitres 11
En cours d'écriture19 m
Dernière publication lun., juil. 20, 2015
BEING REWRITTEN ON OTHER ACCOUNT, EMPTYHEARTSOFGOLD
Dawnixx is a witch of two worlds america and england, she has these strange dreams and has a fob watch with strange symbols. she lives in an orphanage when a strange man with magic similar to hers shows up what will happen?
I do not own any charcters from Harry Potter or Doctor Who. cover by caro_nightowl
I suck at descriptions if you didn't notice.
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