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*CACKLE*
I am writing fic.
ETA: A little snippet to tantalize you.
“Shit,” was the first word out of Harry’s mouth when the bottle fell and shattered against the cold stone floor. The next was garbled as a woosh-ing sound and bright light engulfed the small room.
When the light had dimmed enough for him to see his own hands in front of his face, Harry was struck dumb at the sight before him: a perfect replica of himself.
DUNDUNDUUUUNNN.
I am writing fic.
ETA: A little snippet to tantalize you.
“Shit,” was the first word out of Harry’s mouth when the bottle fell and shattered against the cold stone floor. The next was garbled as a woosh-ing sound and bright light engulfed the small room.
When the light had dimmed enough for him to see his own hands in front of his face, Harry was struck dumb at the sight before him: a perfect replica of himself.
DUNDUNDUUUUNNN.