Christmas at the burrow

The Burrow, a ramshackle house just outside Ottery St. Catchpole, it's seven floors, hastily stacked on top of each other, bits sticking out haphazardly all over the place. Muggles that saw it would swear, jokingly,[…]

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A night to remember

The clock strikes midnight. I am lying in my bed, thinking of everything and nothing, the thunderstorm outside adding an eerie ambience to the whole scenario. The door creaks open. I look up, surprised at[…]

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Escapee [new story]

No one under the age of fourteen has any sex on this story. THE ESCAPEE: I have just been wrestled into the backseat of a police cruiser with its multicolored lights flashing in the early[…]

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Lessons

****This story is a completely different genre than my first, and one I hope people enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. So far, my first tory has not received any comments[…]

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