Patricia Miller
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"Don't kill." He said to her before he turned on his heel until he was back to back with her and raised his arm with his palm pointing at one of the trees and with a vindictive smile added, "Just permanently maim." The second Tom finished saying that, the tree at which he was pointing his palm had an alchemical circle appearing underneath it. Because of that in an instant, as if the tree became alive, from its trunk started to rapidly grow new branches. The process was far too fast for a normal human…-
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Tom and Natasha alongside Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione were running toward their designated portkey place all the while everywhere around them was mayhem and chaos, people screaming and running around like headless chickens. Frankly, Tom wondered why they were not apparating away, instead of choosing to be like sitting ducks to the masked thugs who were merrily shooting dangerous spells all around. The whole situation was incredibly suspicious. Events like this should be teeming with Auror forces,…
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Tom vaguely remembered that in all the fanfiction he had read in his past life, Quidditch was always portrayed as something extremely exciting and important. But now that he was seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't see what was the big deal. Whizzing through the air at high speeds on a broom... Tom's stomach turned when he was just thinking about it. Now that he had witnessed it with his eyes, Tom was in horrified awe at how dumb a person must be to climb on a friggin' broom and play a wizarding…
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"Potter!" Tom heard a whiny voice full of outrage as he walked hand-in-hand with Natasha towards the Ministry Box alongside Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys. Turning his head, his eyes fell upon... "Is that a puffed-up ferret?" Tom exclaimed in surprise, getting the attention of the newly appointed ferret and his family. That definitely didn't endear him to them and when Lucius noticed who said that, his eyes slightly widened as he subconsciously gripped his cane, glaring at Tom. He had spent…
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The performance ended with one last heart-stopping stunt where the performer jumped from his broom into a freefall and did several twists in the air as he was crashing toward the ground, only to be stopped from his final meeting with it by an Arresto Momentum spell he managed to cast at the last moment and landed gently on his feet, giving a bow to the audience. "What a crazy bastard." Tom muttered, happy it was over as the crowd around him was dispersing. Tom and Natasha were about to leave too when…
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Tom shook his head, trying to shake off the dizziness of the portkey after-use while inwardly feeling amused at the groaning bodies lying in the grass around him. It was a very disorienting experience, especially for a first-timer like him, but Tom couldn't see what was the big deal with almost everybody landing on their ass rather than feet. Neither he nor Natasha had any problem twisting themselves into the correct position after they were spat out of the magical wormhole or whatever that was. Sure,…
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After Tom had showcased his magic, the rest of the family lunch went alright. The only other notable exception was when Arthur asked Natasha about her occupation and magic, only for her to tell him with a sweet innocent smile that she was Tom's personal freeloader and she was not very good at this hocus-pocus thingy. That practically shut up any further debate for a few minutes as everyone felt too awkward to let out even a single word. Even Tom felt a bit embarrassed at her blatant declaration but…
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"So, what exactly is it you are doing, Tom?" Arthur Weasley asked and Tom inwardly sighed. For the last ten minutes, the man babbled on and on about his important work at the Ministry, so much so that Tom understood who Percy inherited his personality from. Arthur was a humble man but he was definitely proud of his work. Still, Tom expected this question to be asked as talking about each other's occupations was quite normal during family lunches with guests. And since he couldn't just say 'nothing'…
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The next day, Tom groggily woke up, not opening his eyes just yet because he wanted to savor the pleasant after-taste of his wonderful sleep. Snuggling his cheek deeper into his pillow... he suddenly realized he was not lying on a pillow but on something more firm, yet still soft. Tom recognized this feeling and his lips slowly curled into a lazy smile as he let out a pleased hum and put these irrelevant thoughts out of his head, deciding to just enjoy lying on Natasha's bare chest. Natasha, who…
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"George Weasley! The smarter twin!" The right twin cheerfully stuck out his hand and Tom raised his eyebrow at him, taking his hand and shaking it... But nothing happened. Tom gave George a questioning look but the boy just innocently smiled as he pulled back his hand. 'Hmm... what are these two up to?' Tom wondered as he approached the other twin. In a very similar manner, Fred also stuck out his hand for Tom and exclaimed with a cheeky grin, "Fred Weasley! The prettier twin!" Tom accepted the…
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