Harry Potter had never had a true friend. He'd been to war, to hell and back but he'd survived. And then he found a magical object that transported him to a dimension where a woman who might have been a real friend did exist. The problem was that all she saw when she looked at him was her dead best friend. *Written for Harmony & Co's Prompt Bank Garage Sale.*
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