You've changed. [What have you done?]: Chapter 10, harry potter - j. k. rowling, the stanley parable fanfic

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Characters

Harry Potter, Minerva McGonagall, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Albus Dumbledore, The Narrator (The Stanley Parable)

Tags

I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping Memory Alteration Albus Dumbledore Bashing How Do I Tag Albus Dumbledore Being an Idiot Manipulative Albus Dumbledore Bottom Harry Potter Top Narrator (The Stanley Parable)

Summary

He wanted, needed, wished so desperately, to be safe.[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]He was tearing through back streets and alleyways, jumping fences in parks, trying to escape. To finally leave.[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]He tripped, twisted to try and land properly, and was gone in a hollow crack.[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]When he looked up, he was in a blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.[He was free.]...[But why was this place so painfully familiar?]~•☆•~

Note

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Chapter 10

April 20, 2025 at 07:18 AM

It was asked casually in passing.

"How long have I been here?" He paused, looking up from what he was working on.

"Pardon?" Hadrian shrugged.

"How long have I been here?" The Narrator was quiet for a while, observing Hadrian's body language.

"Why?" He asked. "Do you not like it here?"

Hadrian backtracked quickly, denying it profusely. "No, no— I love it here, truly!"

"Then why do you ask?"

"It's just— I know time passes differently here, but-"

"But?"

"Well—" Hadrian continued to rattle off his idea, a splendid one if it would work. And it would allow them to get revenge on the one who tore them apart for so long, the one who allowed such scars, however beautiful in his eyes, to mar that which was rightfully his.

His eyes glowed yellow with a malicious gleam, cheeks pulled back in a cruel smile.

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