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Date: 2005-08-06 06:48 pm (UTC)“I’m going to ask you if you’re sure,” said Grandfather, looking into Fenrir’s eyes with a steady, ancient gaze. “And you better be ready to tell me the truth. It’s not an easy road. It’s a path with no friends. It’s being hungry all the time. It’s a lot of pain, it’s a lot of hate, and it’s all those bloody do-gooder Ministry wizards wanting to put you on a list and make a tame dog out of you. Don’t ever let them. Don’t ever let them make you ashamed.”
Wow. *stares* Don't you dare suck me into reading HP genfic, you've already lured me into the evil world of Good Omens fic, damn you.