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Rylan
"No, please! Please, Ms. Cassidy! You can't!" Eighteen-year-old Rylan begged with the woman who had always cared for him, who had raised him as her own at the small orphanage outside of London. He was in the backyard with her, Ms. Cassidy wanting to speak to Rylan where the other children couldn't hear. The raven haired man ran forward and took the woman's hands into his own. He begged, tears in his eyes, "Please! You can't! I have no where to go, I know no one, I have no money! You can't just stick me on the streets!"
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His Past
"Harry has a brother?!" "No." Ron shook his head, lifting his lips in a confused manner, "How is that possible? Harry would have known. We would have known. How could it stay to be a secret all these years?"
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The Stag and Its Caster
Oh, Hermione. He spoke her name over and over inside his mind and it seemed to ring through his brain like a gorgeous, porcelain bell. Hermione giggled after a moment, "Rylan..." "What?" he asked, shaking his head from, coming to his senses. Hermione whispered in a seductive voice and touched his warm cheek. Rylan cherished her palm against him and let his eyes droop in admiration at her touch. She whispered, "If you're going to look at me like that, you might as well just kiss me now..."
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A Hidden Secret
"What's wrong with his forehead?"
"He's bleeding." Rylan replied, glancing back to his brother.
"From where?" Hermione gasped.
Mrs. Weasley questioned as well. "His scar?"
Another tumble came and Ginny burst into the living room. Her chocolate brown eyes went wide and she took a step back.
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