Master of Death dimension travelling Harry, with memory loss: "I like the trees here," Harry said. "They keep my wrackspurts away." It was twilight, and he wasn't wearing any shoes. "You can stay at my place," Charlie said. This is a truly wholesome fic, inspired by FalconLux's "The Boyfriend," hctiB-notsoB's "I See The Moon," and The Carnivorous Muffin's "Painting Red Madonnas."
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