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    sleeper
    (noun)
    1. one that sleeps
    2. a person or thing that achieves unexpected success after an initial period of obscurity
    3. a spy planted in advance for future use, but not currently active

    When he sleeps, Harry dreams of another world - one that is both like his own and not, where the dead are alive, where history took a different course, and where Harry has friends in strange places.

    But where are the dreams coming from, and what purpose do they serve? Is the world they show Harry really a figment of his imagination? Can he stop the dreams - and does he really want to?

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    21 Oct 2020

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    “There’s more than one way to be brave, you know,” she said. “I don’t think Harry’s dad is a coward for valuing his son’s life over his own honor; his safety over his integrity. I don’t think he’s a coward for not wanting his son to grow up an orphan.”

    “That’s not what I said-“ he interjected, but Harry was thinking about what Ron had said not so long ago – that there was more than one way to do good. Had he believed him?

    “No, but it’s what you meant, isn’t it? The thing is, you don’t know James Potter. Not this James Potter. He isn’t yours.”

    “What, and you do?” Harry said back, hackles rising. “He’s still my father. Or he’s a version of my father, anyway.”

    “You’re wrong,” said Lyra. “And yes. I do. Because Harry – my Harry – is my best friend. James Potter is the man who raised my best friend, and I know him. I know that he was a bully in school, because he told Harry as much, and then he raised him to be kind. I know that he was reckless because he raised Harry to be careful. He taught him all the secret passages of Hogwarts regardless, because he wanted Harry to be safe, and when I was eleven and homesick Harry showed me how to get into these kitchens and taught me to ask the house elves for hot chocolate and he sat with me and pretended he didn’t see me crying into my mug. Tell me, how many twelve-year-old boys do you know who’d do that?”

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    "There are two kinds of choices, you know – the kind where you chose something because you want it and the kind where you chose something despite what you want.”

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    It figures that the only college with the badass Cavalier program is also the college that Harrow Nonagesimus wants to attend. Oh well. Campus is big, right? She'll probably never see that pointed little face again.

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    04 Oct 2020

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    “But I will say,” Harrow continued with the same absolute sincerity, “that while I am significantly more intelligent than you, you are without question a better person than I am in every other way.”

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    Lucrezia sees what she should not have seen

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    16 Aug 2020

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    "When she was younger, I thought it was cute the way you hovered over her. But no longer. She’s never even had a chance to get to know a boy her own age. One would almost take you for her boyfriend.”
    “Do you want some little snot trifling with her? Taking advantage of her?”
    “Cesare, she should be going out on dates. Socializing. Instead, she spends all her time with you. That’s not normal.”
    “Have you said these things to Dad? What does he think?”
    “Naturally, he thinks you should never let Lucrezia out of your sight.

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    "Can't we just kill a bunch of elves without having to talk about our feelings?" Dean said.

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    12 Aug 2020

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    "I don't fucking believe you!" Sam hissed, as soon as the guy vanished. "I'm right here and you're trying to cheat on me!"
    "We are not dating!" Dean hissed back. "He didn't do a damn thing for me, I'm straight."
    "You're such an asshole," Sam said. "As soon as this is over, I'm going to dump your ass."
    "Soon as this is over, you're going to see I'm right, and I am going to be giving you shit for hitting on me for years," Dean said.

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    The piercer leans horrifically close. “You know, your nipples twist naturally when you get excited,” he says conversationally.

    Jiang Cheng thinks very hard about floating entirely out of his own body.

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    07 Aug 2020

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    A new guest appears across the table, in his mind’s eye: Xue Yang props both elbows beside his plate, watching Yu Ziyuan’s increasing fury at his carefreeness with amusement. Jiang Cheng wonders what it must be like to do what you want so completely. Somehow every time they cross paths, Xue Yang casually reveals three more hustles that keep him in swords and rent money. Jiang Cheng has to wonder how many he has yet to discover. When Wei Wuxian kicks his knee under the table, inquisitive, only then does Jiang Cheng realize he’s smiling.

    He lets the daydream expand: now Wen Qing is at his left, coolly keeping up with his mother and outfoxing any jabs. He imagines himself impervious like they both are, talking back — what it must be like, when moving through the world puts up less resistance somehow.