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Harry Potter and the Reworked Universe [HP Rewrite] [Narrative Quest]

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[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.

STEPHEN KING TIME BABY!!!
 
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[x][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.

Behold, the revenge of Chuckles.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.

[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.

THE DARK TOWER CALLS
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.

Woohoo, excited to see this starting back up again! Welcome back!
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.

Why flowers? Cause it gives me Fate!Merlin vibes. And as much of a shitheel as he might be... He's a great wizard worth learning from, even in an extremely tangential way
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?

This is a weird option and now I am convinced that we're gonna get something unbelievably good out of it.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Winter: Frost everywhere, as far as his eyes could see. Snow fell in heavy flakes from the sky, tinted orange by the streetlight over his head. A sleigh could be heard in the distance, but all Harry can focus on is the dog sitting in front of him, caged and whipped, but wagging its tail at seeing him.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.

I'm sorry, the clowns are just too tempting. I must know.
Also, yoooooo the story lives!
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
[x][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.

I don't care if this is nonsense, this just seems funniest.
 
[x][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
Closing the vote. Gotta say, I'm surprised no one commented on the references to MGS, Sirius or Pale.

EDIT: Whoop, my bad. One sec.
 
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Now that should tally the votes.
Adhoc vote count started by Dr Heaven M.D. on Mar 4, 2024 at 7:10 PM, finished with 23 posts and 21 votes.
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    [X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
    [X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Flowers: In his dream, Harry walked through an enormous field of white flowers, which turned red behind him as he passed. The further he walked, the more it spread behind him, and he knew this even as he refused to look back. The sky was grey and cloudless, and in the distance... a dark tower.
    [x][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?: Ah hell. It's that damn nightmare with the clowns chasing after him again.
    [X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Winter: Frost everywhere, as far as his eyes could see. Snow fell in heavy flakes from the sky, tinted orange by the streetlight over his head. A sleigh could be heard in the distance, but all Harry can focus on is the dog sitting in front of him, caged and whipped, but wagging its tail at seeing him.
    [X][DREAM] He Dreamt of... Clowns?
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[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
[X][DREAM] He Dreamt of Rivers: Running water under his feet, pant sleeves rolled up, Harry walked down a shallow river, taking small polished stones out of the current and holding them in his shirt, accompanied by friends.
 
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