Chapter 542. A Year Later
Author: FOCA
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A year had passed the way ordinary years do, not in a single dramatic sweep but in a slow accumulation of unremarkable Tuesdays, small routines settling into place until one morning Harry realized he could no longer remember exactly when any of them had started.

The house had a rhythm to it now that hadn't existed before, unhurried in a way his life had never once been able to afford until recently.

He woke before his alarm most mornings these days, some old habit from years of needing to be a
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