#hensemi

Harry kills Sirius BY ACCIDENT within the first 234 words of the fic. Then he spends the next 8k in Azkaban and I still have yet to write him getting out on a technicality.

It's this little self indulgent project (little but I know it'll be at like 100k when done) born out of rambling and brainstorming with a friend, featuring dark Severus, a bit of Severitus, DE adoption and dark!Harry. And murder.

Here is the first 234 words

His heart is beating in his throat, adrenaline flows through his veins as he strides through the darkened street. Wand in one hand and dragging his trunk with the other he feels invincible. Even in his rage, he thinks this is what freedom tastes like, walking away with everything he owns.  The burst energy is only temporary. He finds a spot under a streetlight and sits on the kerb. For the first time in hours or even days he allows himself to breathe. He has no place to go.  London at least for a night seemed like a good idea before finding a way to stay with his friends. The only issue was that he had no means of getting to London. A train? Sure. With what money? Fly? He'd get arrested. Which might happen anyway considering the incident with the aunt. That's when he hears leaves rustle and a stick break behind him as something approaches. He quickly stands and whips around. His wand aimed at… a dog. A mangy dog that needed shower almost as much as food. He held his wand tighter and hoped the dog would leave. He's had enough dogs for his entire life. And the past week has made it even worse. The dog, seemingly cautious, took a one step closer. The wand in his hand burned as his panic surged, powered years of survival, and he cast.

Uma moça inscreve-se numa cadeira facultativa de psicologia a pensar que ia ser na boa mas é basicamente um bando de universitários a explorar fetiches, mas sem tornar a série num hentai. Também logo no primeiro uma moça está a criar moscas da fruta dentro dos ouvidos portanto acho que isso é um nicho de fetiches bastante específico.