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   🐝 ¸.·´ ¯ ) ty for the visit~
            ڿʂթɾìղƙℓєʂڿ 💦
           

sprinkled and spotted a summer field mouse! ty

😊 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 ,
𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ❤
       summer ty

Albus Severus Potter stood sheepishly beside his father and Draco in the majestic hall of Malfoy's manor, feeling abashed and genuinely concerned by his friend "elopement" in the Realm, looking for a necromancer who could revive his recently deceased mother, Astoria Greengrass.
Harry was feeling sorry for Draco; how would he live if Ginny had died and Albus or James had disappeared in this "Realm" where no one had set foot but a handful of dead people, now ressuscitated. He had barely knew his mother but her absence of reaction before Draco's anguish did not reassure him. Was that person really his mother? And Snape? Aberforth? What were their intentions?
Draco came again. "I cannot find my father. I wonder if he hasn't gone to find Scorpius."

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Spotted a summer mallard, thanks!

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