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What if we’ve all got this wrong?

What if the curse wasn’t actually a curse but a protection of sorts, to protect the Snowing baby and everyone else from Zelena’s plan? What if they are…

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harry and ginny having triplet boys and naming them james, sirius, and remus respectively

and mcgonagall’s reaction when they’re at hogwarts like


no not again

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She is his freedom
(please note that I do not consider myself a writer, but this was too much for me NOT to write, probably has some errors)
He had been avoiding her for a few days now, her and her family. After being cursed, it hurt too much to be around them for long. This  did nothing to lessen the ache, the emptiness. He would still , look in on them periodically, making sure that the witch did not make good on her threat. Running into Emma at the diner and helping her with the research was just instinctive, but this…? This was something else. 
She flashed that sheepish, embarrassed smile of hers and it was like he was finally coming up for air. As if to say ‘this is way out of my comfort zone, but Regina thinks that it is possible so what the hell’. And he could not help but grin back at her.  As they arranged themselves around the table, he automatically moved to sit next to her, ignoring the frown on his mate’s face. 
He realized his error the moment she moved her hand to grasp his. Only… He had but a hook. His body tensed, women from his experience tended to like the idea of a hook for a hand, but the reality of it… He could feel her gaze upon his face, as she reached out to him. Her eyes searching for the reason for something, but he kept his eyes firmly on his hook. She must have found what she was looking for because she placed her hand on the brace, grasping it lightly with her fingers. He raised his gaze to meet hers; she gave him a slight smile before her eyes darted back to Regina. His gaze shifted back down, a smile of his own crawling across his face. That horrible feeling that had coiled up in his chest loosened. And for the first time in a while he felt at peace.
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It’s getting colder when Emma steps out of the diner, the chill of a nor’easter brewing in the star-flecked night and the air crisp and bracing in her lungs. Everyone’s laughing. She can’t remember the last time she felt so… so good. So light. With Regina and her parents…

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