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Drabble: Unforgiven
Title: Unforgiven
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alisanne
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley (implied)
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harry100's prompt #292: Anger.
Rating: G
Length: 100
Warnings: None
Beta(s):sevfan and emynn.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Unforgiven
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“You got a letter.” Ginny handed it to Harry.
Frowning, he took it. “Who’s it from?”
“No idea.” Ginny shrugged. “Can you put James down? I should Floo Mum.”
“Sure.” Distracted, Harry pocketed the letter, going upstairs. After settling James, he opened it.
He sighed. Another one from Dudley. Please come see Mum. She’s different these days. She’d like to see you, meet your family.
Gazing down at James, Harry felt a familiar anger steal over him. When he’d been James’ age, Petunia had abused him. “No,” he whispered, caressing James’ hair. “She had her chance, she doesn’t get another.”
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Author:
alisanneCharacter(s)/Pairing(s): Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley (implied)
Challenge: Written for
harry100/harry100/harry100's prompt #292: Anger.Rating: G
Length: 100
Warnings: None
Beta(s):
sevfan and emynn.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Unforgiven
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“You got a letter.” Ginny handed it to Harry.
Frowning, he took it. “Who’s it from?”
“No idea.” Ginny shrugged. “Can you put James down? I should Floo Mum.”
“Sure.” Distracted, Harry pocketed the letter, going upstairs. After settling James, he opened it.
He sighed. Another one from Dudley. Please come see Mum. She’s different these days. She’d like to see you, meet your family.
Gazing down at James, Harry felt a familiar anger steal over him. When he’d been James’ age, Petunia had abused him. “No,” he whispered, caressing James’ hair. “She had her chance, she doesn’t get another.”
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