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Zuko's gaze was almost delirious as he looked up at Iroh.
“Tired...wish I was dead,” Zuko whispered. Sokka almost dropped his bowl in shock; only Toph’s quick action saved it from smashing into the floor.
Iroh’s eyes were wide, reflecting the firelight. “Nephew,” he breathed out. “What- do not speak like this-“
“Should have died on that stage, Uncle...” Zuko murmured, eyes hazy with fever. Sokka shifted uncomfortably, knowing the other boy would have hated for them to hear this. “Wish he just... killed me and got it over with...”-or, Zuko gets himself burned protecting the GAang. In his delirium, he reveals more about himself than he'd have liked.
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- Part 6 of Zuko is loved
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On a whim Toph Beifong decides to check out the Jasmine Dragon tea shop, and meets an awkward moody waiter who's definitely lying about his name. Intrigued, she finds herself hitting it off with “Lee” and they become fast friends.
However, Zuko has a lot of secrets, and Ba Sing Se is a dangerous city. He enjoys his newfound friendship in the plucky earthbender, but the looming war is making it hard for any semblance of peace. Zuko can’t ignore his past or his duties forever. Eventually, everything will catch up to him.
The only solution? Honestea.
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Harry kills his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at the end of 1st year. Somehow, this leads to him traveling through time to the year 1971 and being dropped, alone, into an abandoned house in Cokeworth. He has only himself to rely on, as always, but there is a silver lining: he gets to meet a younger version of his mother, who is apparently best friends with a young Professor Snape. Unbelievable.
Featuring: Everybody's childhood trauma, a lot of pining, and hopefully, eventually, a happy ending :)
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For fourteen years, the wizarding world believed that Neville Longbottom was the Boy-Who-Lived. After all, Voldemort vanished after attacking two families on the same night, everyone assumed he had chosen the pureblood Longbottoms as his target. Neville grew up carrying the weight of a legend he could never quite live up to.
Then, in the Little Hangleton graveyard, Voldemort takes one look at Neville and laughs.
"You are not Harry Potter."
The wizarding world reels from Voldemort's return, and both the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters begin searching for the real Boy-Who-Lived.
The problem is that nobody has seen Harry Potter in years.
Sent away by the Dursleys at nine years old to St. Brutus' School for the Criminally Insane, Harry grew up believing he was a dangerous delinquent and a freak. He knows nothing about magic, nothing about prophecies, and nothing about the war fought in his name.
