Harry Potter Fanfic: Five Degrees West

 “Don’t play so loudly, Bella,” they said. She was six years old. The neighbors ran around the garden hitting things with sticks, and she sat primly, clutching a doll made to look exactly like her. The doll was enchanted to wear exactly the same clothes she did, day after day, and when she went to thread a ribbon through her dolly’s hair, her mother slapped her hand away.

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