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      61.Deal with the Devil61.Deal with the Devil

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      by Gladiusx 6th of May 1994, Sunday (1 day later) Draco Malfoy Fiendfyre in Brechfa Forest—Werewolves vs Deatheaters By special reporter Octavia Brightmoor In what looks like a quarrel between partners in crime turned bloody, Death Eaters and werewolves led by Fenrir Greyback clashed in the Brechfa Forest two nights ago.  According to DMLE sources, the extent of the fighting cannot be confirmed after Fiendfyre set a good part of the woodland ablaze, leaving only ashes behind. However,…
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      60.The Crimson Herald60.The Crimson Herald

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      by Gladiusx 4th Day of the 3rd Moon, 299 ACMelisandre of Asshai, Warg Hill She looked at the bright comet streaking betwixt the stars. Once, she would have thought it a sign from the Lord of the Light. Yet there were still no visions in the flames. Not that Melisandre needed them anymore. Now, her eyes were open, and she could see. She could see so much that it felt as if she had been blind before. Subtle colours wiggled into ribbons and danced around or clung to men and beasts like cloaks…
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      60.Honesty and Hot Thrills60.Honesty and Hot Thrills

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      by Gladiusx 5th of May 1994, Saturday (Same Day Sirius Black The moment he stepped into Dumbledore’s office, Sirius Black straightened up. One look at the headmaster made his grin melt away. It was sobering to see Dumbledore’s face so uncharacteristically solemn. He had known the old man for most of his life, and he had always looked genial, calm, or amused, never like… this. And then his whole world crumbled the moment the headmaster opened his mouth. “Moony did what?!” The hot rush of rage in…
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      6.The Train Ride6.The Train Ride

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      by Gladiusx By Merlin, he was bored, and the Hogwarts Express had not even left the muggle city yet. The nine-hour ride was already shaping up to be a mind-numbing experience. Neither Crabbe nor Goyle made for a particularly engaging or exciting conversation partner. In fact, Crabbe was already asleep, and his annoying snores filled the compartment, while Goyle could be mistaken as a statute as he was blankly staring at the window while standing unnaturally still. He almost regretted not seeking out Pansy, but…
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      6.The Leal, the Delightful, and the Reckless6.The Leal, the Delightful, and the Reckless

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      by Gladiusx Eddard Stark "Lord Stark," his friend greeted him with a smile, and Ned finally felt some relief. Howland Reed was still a head shorter than him and slim like all the other crannogmen. A slight brown stubble sported on his chin, and his signature bronze scaleshirt peeked beneath his dark-green cloak. "It's Ned for you, Howland. Did you come alone?" "Five of my men are in Wintertown," Howland supplied before looking around the bustling with training guardsmen yard. He carefully leaned in and…
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      6.The Fisherman's Wrath6.The Fisherman’s Wrath

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      by Gladiusx Year 129 After Aegon’s Conquest Jon Snow The sky was dotted by a veil of torn-up clouds as if heralding the bloody savageness that would take hold of the Seven Kingdoms soon. It certainly heralded Jon Snow’s impending predicament.  Some days, it felt as if the gods themselves were mocking him. His desire for peace and solitude in this time, which was not his own, felt so strangely impossible, as if to spite his ambition to become a fisherman.  This was not his fight.  This…
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      6.Of Doubts and Wildfire6.Of Doubts and Wildfire

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      by Gladiusx 5th Day of the 3rd Moon, 303 ACCastle Black, Sansa "Thank you, Ser Davos. I will let you know my decision on the morrow," her brother dismissed the old knight. As soon as the former smuggler left, Jon turned to her. "What do you think?" "I would trust neither of them. While Ser Davos seems somewhat reliable, he wasn't a capable Hand to Stannis." The old knight could barely read, let alone lead men into battle or govern a kingdom. Besides, Stannis had lost, and he lost badly. If Davos had been a…
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      6.Dancing with Death6.Dancing with Death

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      by Gladiusx 258 AC, the Red Keep The Young Princess  Rhaella woke up, back soaked in a cold sweat again. This time, she had dreamed of torn throats and pools of blood. And the screams still echoed in her mind. Her own screams, though her voice had been older and far more desperate. The manner of Septa Melona’s death had been covered up, but Septon Manton’s murder was seen by too many to be buried. “By noon, half the city will know a septon was killed in the Red Keep in broad daylight,” her…
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      59.Of Crooked Cruelty59.Of Crooked Cruelty

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      by Gladiusx 26th Day of the 2nd MoonGarlan Tyrell, up the Rose Road The Battle of Rushing Falls had been bloody, and Garlan could remember it too well. He remembered every foe he had slain, but one young face haunted him—brown, doe-like eyes full of fear. It wasn't anyone special of great lineage or a storied house… just some boy too young to even see a battle, let alone fight it. Ultimately, Mathis Rowan had a thousand more men and a third more knights and used his reserves to surround the left flank and…
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      59.Fire to Ashes59.Fire to Ashes

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      by Gladiusx 4th of May 1994, Friday Dumbledore Igor Karkaroff paced across the room, his footsteps as feverish as they were nervous. Just like almost everything else in Durmstrang, the headmaster’s office was dark and gloomy, even without counting the vast collection of cursed books lining the shelves. The windows were stilted, lacking in sunlight; a dark grey carpet sagged across the floor, and the furniture was either cast or coloured in various degrees of dark, joyless hues.  “He’s about to…
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