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@shadowsxregrets post volume 1

Nancy could barely even remember how they’d even gotten to Steve’s house. One second she’d been in Vecna’s void. She had been terrified and shown every bad memory she could imagine. The guilt of Barb’s death that still ate at her. And the next second she could hear the faint tune of Africa. She hadn’t even known that any of them would know her favourite song.

The kids had all but passed out in the living room, exhausted from their investigation. She couldn’t blame them. Eddie had been asleep on the floor as well, mostly because Robin had taken Steve’s parents bed and claimed it for herself. Which Nancy wasn’t even the slightest bit surprised at after getting to know the other girl.

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A click sounded as Jonathan took a photo. “I promised my mom that I would get some photos of Will and his friends.” He knew his mom still worried about the younger teens. Everything they’d been through? It was insane. He also had a whole different view on Steve since everything started. As much as they’d never got on before when Steve had turned up, and then stuck around to help him and Nancy with the demogorgon? He was a good guy, and seemed to look out for the younger ones as much as he did.

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Damon knocked on princess Amira's door quietly, looking around to make sure the halls were empty. "It's me". He murmured, keeping his voice low. He had watched her peek out and then, looked around the halls. It was just the two of them. "They're at the party, princess. You want to go for a walk?"

Damon had first met Amira when she stumbled upon him during his training. This had happened to be late at night when no one was awake, or so he believed. Since then, the two had become closer. He would often visit her when he had the time - partly because he was assigned as her knight and also because he did have romantic feelings for the woman. In most nights, the two would take a walk near midnight and then, settle somewhere on the grounds to talk about their day.

Hermione knows she shouldn’t bother with what Draco is going through. Harry is convinced he’s now a Death Eater. Maybe that’s true. After all, Draco’s father has always been one, and he has taught his son all he needed to know to become one in return, including how to behave with a Muggle-Born witch like her. But there’s sometimes inside Hermione’s mind that makes her think that Draco feels lost and confused these days. He’s not the BULLY he’s used to be. As much as she doesn’t miss that side of him, it makes her wonder.

Continued from here.

Peter stared from the flowers to Deucalion, back to the flowers. He didn’t really know what to do. Which was a very rare thing.

“Is it my birthday?”

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