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GhostQueen1021 chapter 1 . 7/17
I love the plot of this story.
Quento chapter 3 . 7/16
Thank you for sharing your story with us! It was a brilliant read! I do hope that you decide to continue to write this story, though.
Fyrebird85 chapter 22 . 7/15
Wow, this is an incredible story. I'm guessing from the author's notes that updates don't happen often, but that will just give me the pleasure of rereading the whole thing when the next one appears.
MikaMarguerite chapter 22 . 7/15
Woah I love this premise! Looking forward to more:D
Slayer002 chapter 22 . 7/5
I hope you update soon I can’t wait to see what happens next. If the Harry’s go back to their right time line or if they meet each other.
Guest chapter 22 . 6/29
Aah, update please!
Lune-Bleue22 chapter 22 . 6/25
I just spent the day reading your story, more or less in one sitting – I love it! Alternate dimensions or time travel fics are rarely my favourites, but yours is great. I’m really, really curious to read what happens next – during the first chapters, I kept wondering how they could be any reasons for Harry to want to return to the canon dimension, given that everything is so much better where he has landed – but now that we know there’s two Harrys, well… They are going to have to do something, I suppose. I was so glad that Harry finally told the truth – I would love a scene where Harry tells more about his previous life and Severus comforts him. I feel sorry for Hufflepuff Harry, all innocent and wholly unprepared and landing in the middle of a war where he’s going to be expected to know how to fight, without the support of he adults he was used to have in his life.

Just a detail, but I was slightly confused because I believe you mentioned Umbridge at some point, despite the fact that, if I understood correctly, the story starts during the summer before fifth year? So Harry cannot have met her yet.

I really wonder how you plan to have the two dimensions communicating – is the owl Hufflepuff Harry sent to James Potter going to magically reach him, for example? Will the two Harrys be able to communicate when unconscious, maybe? Would other characters find a way to travel between dimensions? I suppose that part of the resolution will be linked to Robinson’s father, whose alleged murders echo these of Peter Pettigrew, but I am very curious about how – even if the characters see the connection between, the events, what can they do?

I know you haven’t updated in a long time, but I really hope that you have not definitely abandoned this story and that you plan to finish it someday – I would absolutely love to read more of it!
Josie chapter 22 . 5/16
I like this story hope you'll start it up again.
Dammi chapter 22 . 5/2
Continue please!
Guest chapter 22 . 4/28
wow. please please please continue
JoyfulSky67 chapter 22 . 4/22
ahhh this story is so good! im so sad I've run out of chapters to read! I really hope you update soon! i gotta know what happens next!
Clary.Smith chapter 22 . 4/13
Wooow! I loved this so much! This was great, really! I wish I could find out what happens next! I wish there was at least a bit more! You left it at such an interesting part. Please please I’m begging you, continue this!
Guest chapter 1 . 4/11
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In Another Place by whats up with jeremiah
Books » Harry Potter Rated: T, English, Hurt/Comfort & Drama, Harry P., James P., Lily Evans P., Words: 42k, Favs: 1k, Follows: 1k, Published: Oct 3, 2013 Updated: Jul 25, 2019
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Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling and I don't make money on this
Warnings: violence, gore, icky stuff

Note: This will probably be a one shot unless I'm compelled to continue. Not this most original thing on the planet, I know, but my muse forced me at gun point. I'm sorry.

*For all of you following The Allurement, check my profile for info.

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Moonlight cascaded through the open window - no, no that's not the right word, Harry thought. That's not the right word at all.

The moonlight did not, in fact, cascade through anything. Nor did it shine, glimmer, penetrate, or shimmer. Rather, the moonlight happened to glint off the broken black bars of the window in his small, Number 4, Privet Drive room and peter out on the floor. Peter out like the smothered flame of a kerosene lamp, and taper off just before it reached the post of his cot on the other side of the room.

Not that it really mattered at all. After all, Harry laid dying on the floor of his 'small, number 4, Privet Drive' bedroom.

But, in a way that was unusually morbid for him, Harry thought he would rather be dying looking at something else. Or at very least, with moonlight that was not so gray and petered out.

He convulsively swallowed, almost shuddering at the fat globs of blood that went down his throat.

Vernon had went too far this time. Much, much too far.

Harry supposed maybe his uncle had always gone too far - but this time, it was different. This was something else.

Vernon had beat him until his own meaty knuckles were raw and oozing, had beat him until his arms gave out and his face was saturated with plump beads of sweat and had breathed so hard the whole room smelt distinctly of rum. Had beat him for so long that the smell of rum hadn't disappeared for a few hours, even after he had staggered out of the door and slammed it shut.

And Harry? After the ordeal was over, Harry laid out on the floor, arms spread and damn near immobile except for an acute twitch that would run through his fingers every now and again. And he was in such pain he thought it accurate that Vernon's worst offense wasn't the beating, rather it was the crime of not beating him until he went unconscious.

No, Harry was painfully awake and aware, and contemplating what the last thing he should look at before he dies.

Certainly not the faint traces of light that just barely managed to illuminate the window and, by extension, the floorboards that creeped with redness.

He shifted his eyes; not the cot either, or the wardrobe or broken clock on the wall; not the dull green wallpaper that only looked gray at that time of night, nor even the unopened package of Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans hiding under his bed post.

Idiot, idiot - Harry thought - you should have gotten out while you had the chance.

He blinked his swollen eyes, sniffing, and it took him an immeasurable amount of time to open them again. But when he did, there was something distinctly different about the scene he looked at.

In the dead light of the moon, he caught the gleam of a hard edge that hadn't been there before. He tried to open his eyes wider as they skimmed across its surface.

It was a -

A picture frame.

In it, two figures with there hands clasped together spun wildly. One of them, a - a woman - smiled broadly, while the other appeared to be laughing.

The figures moved within the frame, stopping for a brief moment when the frame was over and starting all over again.

Mum - and Dad.

Mum and Dad.

His parents.

The picture was perfectly preserved and not punctured with glass - nor disposed of in the garbage bin - unlike how it had been just days before when his uncle had seen it on Harry's night stand.

But how -?

How could it have -?

Harry swallowed again, gagging.

He decided not to question it. Now he knew - this was going to be the last thing he would look at.

In another time, in another place, maybe he could have gotten to know them. Love them.

And maybe they would have loved him back.

Harry's eyes closed for the last time.

- Until they opened again in another time, and another place.

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Hegemone chapter 22 . 3/9
Well done!: it is actually comforting knowing that both Harrys got to know his parents. And the switch saved our Harry, and didn't kill the other Harry.
Guest chapter 22 . 3/3
Patience is a virtue, but life is fleeting. If I go to the grave having never gotten the ending to this fic, I may just haunt you. But, threats aside, please update this fic. It is captivating and well-written; I couldn't put it down.
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