Well hello there, reader.
I'm gonna try to keep this introduction thing as short and sweet as possible, so here are the facts.
You have stumbled upon a story that I am attempting to write based on an image (which I can't seem to find). You will encounter a story that is based on the thoughts, rambles, and rants of a 13-year-old angsty teenage child. So, that's a warning in itself. The story is entirely fictional and is not canon; besides the characters and backstory outline. This is my first attempt at actually writing a story...so stick with me.
I hope you enjoy this....word vomit of mine (If you can).
YOU ARE READING
Echoed Hours [Drarry]
RomanceHe runs through the halls, huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf in the story that Aunt Petunia read to Dudley (Not him. Never Him. Because freaks never got stories). Why he was running was a mystery even to him (that was wrong he knew precisel...