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Emotions

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I was sitting on the floor in Hogwarts' core room amidst a pile of rune stones I took from Hogwarts' inventory—getting ready to update and add more protection…

With my wand ready in my right hand, it was time to get started, so I began enlargin...

Different POVs

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The halls of Hogwarts were very lively—Harry's latest declaration of what he intended to do had spread like wildfire. Professors and students alike were talking about what had happened. Some even hurried back to write letters home, describing to their ...

One piece: Chapter 3

Choice paralysis is what happens to someone when they have too many choices. It’s also what’s happening to me right now.

I’ve been floating here for a while now. You see, now that I can wish something into existence, I find myself feeling frozen for some reason...

Stress

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I was still sitting in the infirmary, waiting for the wannabe rapist named Corban Rowle to wake up—I had already notified Snape to prepare his expulsion notice. I'm starting to think Fate doesn't want me to go out—problem after another. <...

New Enemy

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Sitting on the stone-cold floor of the Room of Requirement, I sighed as I finally finished the preparations for the Horcrux-hunting ritual.

This ritual is designed to trace and connect all Horcruxes—I don’t know if Voldemort is counted as one...

One piece: chapter 2

Looking around, I found myself in a familiar all-white 5×5 room. In here, everything is white—even the uncomfortable-looking work desk, the office cupboard, and even the rug on the ground. Everything in here is white and familiar—my Deal Room.

It's a room-like spa...

One piece: prologue

**Time: One Year Before Gol D. Roger's Execution** 

**Location: Enies Lobby, Gate of Justice** 

The sky hung low over Enies Lobby, bruised with storm clouds that churned like a wounded beast. Salt stung the air, carried by gusts that whipped ...

Plans

"Ignis Sanctus," I chanted in a calm voice, and swirling white-golden flames shot from my wand, quickly forming a circle around me.

This spell is a shielding flame charm that I found a while back after my grimoire finished scanning every book the Room of Requirement conjured ba...

HP: Loose ends

Do you know what's the best thing about having an intuitive aptitude? It's when all the information you've studied—old and new—just clicks.

I just finished studying the rest of my postgraduate-level Arithmancy, and suddenly it all made so much more sense—a moment...

HP: A totally normal day

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Do you know the feeling when you wake up and just feel new? Refreshed? Like a million bucks? You don't? Well, too bad for you! If you do, then you can imagine exactly how I feel right now.

I just finished my daily morning rituals—some exercise,...

HP: new Hogwarts (3)

Hogwarts, after her evolution, looked more breathtaking than ever. If previously she had seemed mystical, now she appeared positively divine.

For the last two and a half hours, I had been investigating and examining Hogwarts' Rune Stone—which had become a ...

HP: new Hogwarts (2)

Sitting in the headmaster's office, in Dumbledore's throne—his symbol of power—gave me great pleasure, especially with Dumbledore sitting on the ground, his magic bound and stripped of any and all of his magical artifacts—of which, he had a lot…

He had been sit...

HP: the new Hogwarts (1)

As I regained consciousness, I noticed that I was on my couch in the Room of Requirement—I guess I was so exhausted when I came back that I didn't actually bother to check anything—plus I had lived on this couch for months now, so it wasn't anything new…

Some may...

HP: progress

It has been about three months—or maybe more; I really couldn't tell you.

I have been so immersed in studying, and practicing magic, along with meditation, and purifying nature that I lost track of time.

I have learned learned a lot thanks to my...

HP: knowledge

With a soft sound of displaced air, I found myself inside Hogwarts. I could feel the wards scanning me. There was a curious feeling in the probes of the wards, as if they were trying to understand what had happened and how my magic had changed.

This was the first time ...

HP: between nature and magic

Sitting on the bed in a room I rented at the Leaky Cauldron—Grimoire placed on my lap—I was reading the new things my grimoire copied while I toured Diagon Alley…

Of course, I knew my Grimoire could copy knowledge; I created it, and what it does is not...

HP: a small adventure

Walking down Diagon Alley felt mystical somehow; —well, technically, it’s my first time here so that could explain the feeling— anyway, there are so many shops I hadn't known were there before.  

Like this one shop, called 'The Potion P...

HP: first steps

Arriving in Diagon Alley from outside magical Britain via Apparition is impossible, as it turned out, due to the complex security wards set up there—be it the Alley's or the shops' wards—which are interwoven together to create a brilliant but chaotic security and protection barrier...

HP: reactions (2)

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In Hogwarts. Inside his office, Headmaster Dumbledore sat quietly, listening to the different and bizarre sounds his trinkets were making while contemplating his most recent mistakes—just like he always does.

For starters, he had sought out Tom...

HP: Reactions (1)

Arriving at Azkaban as fast as they could, Amelia Bones and Mad-Eye Moody, accompanied by a five-man squad of Aurors, rushed toward the guards and started asking questions.

"What happened here? You all sent urgent messages saying someone escaped without any more clar...

HP: new life (3)

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You know, I think I've fallen in love with sleep. Turning off everything and resting is a sensation that feels new to me. However, time doesn't wait for anyone—well, that's a bit of a lie—but hey, the purpose is to motivate myself.

I stand up a...

HP: new life (2)

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There's something wrong with the wizarding world—believe me—I'm not just saying this to throw dirt on wizards or to brag about my genius. I'm saying this after reviewing everything I have on the wizarding world and magic in my memories, more than once, to come ...

HP: new life (1)

You know, now that I actually think about it, this is the first time I've talked with someone for a prolonged period of time—and no, the old man doesn't count.

Still, to think my first friend is a soul stuck between life and death.

It reminds me ...

HP: A job?

When I woke up, I was no longer in the void; instead, I found myself standing in a white plane that stretched as far as I could see. While it was white for the most part, there were different colorful lines meeting together in the center, creating a node that looked like multiple rainb...

HP: prologue

My name is… It doesn't matter; names are for the living, and I'm finally dead…

Hahahaha, finally!!…

I was so sick of being hooked to machines and poked by motherf*cking crazy scientists who thought my body somehow held the secret to life with...

Re:life chapter (10)

**[Danial's POV]**

"This is the last time I'm going out with you," I grumbled as I climbed up the stairs with Monica in tow.

"Oh, grow up! So what? You came with me to the video store… it's not like I took you with me to rob a bank," Monica said in a chirpy...

Re:life chapter (9)

**[Monica's apartment] [Danial's POV]**

I was sitting on the couch with Chandler, Monica, Phoebe, and Joey watching *E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial*, which— even in this world —is still awesome.

We had just finished having lunch, which I should say...

Re:life chapter (8)

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**Monica's Apartment**

— Later That Night —

Joey opened the door to Monica's apartment, planning to grab something to eat, only to find Rachel standing by the window, gazing outside.

"Hey, Rach. I, uh, was just coming o...

Re:life chapter (7)

[Columbia-Presbyterian, February 2000]

Daniel stepped into the hospital, and the chaos hit him like a freight train. The ER was a condensed bubble of misery—patients sneezing into tattered handkerchiefs, coughing fits echoing off the walls, thermometers clutched li...

Re:life chapter (6)

**[Central Perk Coffeehouse]**

**[Monica's POV]**

Monica sank onto the couch next to Rachel, who was engrossed in her magazine. Rachel didn't even notice her arrival, and Monica let out a deep sigh.

But what was she even sighing about? Exaspera...