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    "I told you I was named after my father."

    "I remember. You don't look like a Nathan."

    "I'm not. I'm Nathalie."

    Audrey considered her a minute longer, then finally, raised a single brow. "Nathalie is a girl's name."

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    or, aftg but it's femdreil <3

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    31 Jul 2026

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    Oxford Languages defines briar as “any of a number of prickly scrambling shrubs, especially the sweetbrier and other wild roses.”

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    Briar Theodore Evans was born the 30th of January, 1960 at 8:32 pm. A whole 6 minutes before Lily Jane Evans, who followed at precisely 8:38 pm. This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen. At least, it’s not how Briar remembered it happening when he read the books. Not that there was much he could remember about Harry Potter’s parents anymore. It had been years and they were such a small part. . .

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    Briar may’ve come preloaded with the memories of a 23 year old—who once held a close to encyclopedic knowledge of the Harry Potter Series—but that does little to actually help him become powerful enough to fight Voldemort. He’s only capable of so much while stuck with a child’s brain and forced to grow up in 1960s & 70s Cokeworth England. Not to mention his less than ideal socio-political positions in, not just one, but two new worlds.

    Struggling to gain enough power and knowledge to save Lily, Briar fights to reach his only life goal.

    If only other people would stop distracting him. . .

    (Now with a time skip in ch. 11)

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    29 Jul 2026

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    Andrew rolls his eyes, giving nothing away, “Yes, Junkie. You can scent me.”

    Neil is on him in the next second. He doesn’t push him into the wall, too aware of Andrew’s boundaries even on the edge of his sanity, but his hands are frantic as he paws at the neck of Andrew’s hoodie. Neil’s sigh of relief as he strokes Andrew’s scent gland gently with his ruined fingers is torturous. Neil is quick to replace his hand with his face, humming softly as he breathes in Andrew’s own woodsy amber scent. He shivers as Neil’s nose traces the veins of his neck, his lips parted but not quite touching where Andrew really wants them.

    At some point Andrew can’t take it anymore. His voice is gravelly when he finally speaks, “Yes or No.”

    Neil’s pupils are so blown when he pulls back that the blue of his eyes is nearly eclipsed. He nearly can’t get the words out fast enough, “Yes Andrew, of course ye-”

    He cuts him off, nearly as frantic even without heat in his veins, “Waist and up,” and then Andrew kisses him.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Neil was acting shifty, and Andrew knew why; that motherfucker was leaving. Despite the promise between them, Neil was prepping to run. Andrew wasn't upset about that, not at all. After all, if notorious Neil "No-Swing" Josten needed to leave after Andrew admitted his desires regarding his proximity to Neil's shorts, who was Andrew to stop him. But that doesn't explain why Neil was stealing socks, or why he wanted Andrew's clothes.
    Whatever. That was probably unrelated.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Percy knew he was in over his head even before a group of men, dressed like they were going to win an ancient Greek costume competition, stepped into the cave.
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    When Percy was knocked out on Polyphemus' Island while trying to save his friends, he had no idea that waking up in ancient Greece was an outcome he had to prepare for.
    But here he was, sailing across an unknown sea with a very well known ancient hero, reenacting the Odyssey (of which he knew far to little) and trying not to die. Fun times.
    Meeting the gods (who were wilder, younger and way more vengeful) while attempting to not mess up the future was just the top of the metaphorical iceberg.

    The only good thing? Dreaming about a rather cute boy who always made him smile...

     

    I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR MY WORK TO BE TRANSLATED OR PUT ON OTHER WEBSITES!

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    22 Jul 2026