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Probably old news, but..
Jan. 15th, 2003 10:05 amThe opening lines of the story read:
“The hottest day of the summer so far was drawing to a close and a drowsy silence lay over the large, square houses of Privet Drive … The only person left outside was a teenage boy who was lying flat on his back in a flowerbed outside number four.”
Nope, it's not fanfic. And I get to read the rest at the Summer Solstice.
Wheee!
“The hottest day of the summer so far was drawing to a close and a drowsy silence lay over the large, square houses of Privet Drive … The only person left outside was a teenage boy who was lying flat on his back in a flowerbed outside number four.”
Nope, it's not fanfic. And I get to read the rest at the Summer Solstice.
Wheee!
