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The Gray's Secret: Release 29

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A case of mistaken identity?

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The Gray's Secret: Release 28

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Setting the stage.

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 27

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A meeting of minds.

The Gray's Secret: Chapter 26

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The conclusion of the basalisk hearing and a glimps of what's up next.

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 25

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Turns out this one wasn't the full climax! I underestimated the needed word count. What a surprise...

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 24

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The penultimate release of the current mini arc!

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 23

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Wheels inside wheels.

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 22

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Machinations continue.

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 21

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Thank you to everyone who's joined in the last week! I've been blown away by the response. Thank you again!

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The Gray's Secret: Chapter 20

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The Gray's Secret: Scene 19

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Note: I forgot that Susan got left behind at Howarts with John in a previous scene. I've altered this in the master document so that she's not already at the Basalisk hearing.

The Gray’s Secret: Scene 18

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The Gray's Secret: Scene 17

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The Gray's Secret: Scene 16

For those of you not in the know, I've been dealing with the worsening illness and finally death of my mother over the last couple of months. I've been her primary carer for the last five years, so I knew it was coming, but still, thank you all for being patient while I deal with this. The funeral is next week, but I am now in a better head space to write! Enjoy!

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The Gray's Secret: Scene 15

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Thank you to all our new members! Welcome!

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The Gray's Secret: BONUS SCENE

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IMPORTANT UPDATE: 

So, I've recently been having some issues with Patreon's A.I that seems to be wrongly flagging posts I've been making as potentially problematic. I'm pretty sure Patreon is experimenting with new LLM tech, like ChatGPT, and g...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 14

Whooshing through the British floo system, Harry thoughts went over what he wanted to accomplish that day again and again, still rotating through each of his people, their roles, competencies, weaknesses, and how best to use all of them.

Finally stepping out of a floo in the Ministry entrance hall, Harry stepped aside and took stock.

Busy.

As expected.

While his people a...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 13 (1-4)

Unusually for a weekend, the floo entrance of the Ministry of Magic was bustling.

Clerks and staff ran to and fro on errand after errand while Lords and Ladies scattered throughout the corridors, walking where they pleased, talking, plotting, bowing, curtseying, occasionally shouting, and even more occasionally, pulling wands.

Every few seconds, the Emerald green fires burning along...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 12

Zero Days before the Wizengamot Weekend: 7:00am

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep *Beep* *Beep*

Harry smashed a fist down on the magic alarm clock by his bed. He sat straight up and stared down at the timepiece. Seven O’Clock? Rats!

Whipping aside the curtain to the four poster, he flicked his wand and began a lightning-fast morning routine.

Blaise Zabini stared at Harry as his toot...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 11

Zero Days before the Wizengamot Weekend: 1:00am

Clare dreamed. And in her dream, a giant padlock floated before her. She wasn’t sure what the padlock was and had no clue how to open it. Although some part of her — a small part that remembered something her current employer/guide/teacher/lord/crush(!) had once said about memory charms — reflected that maybe she didn’t want to open ...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 10

The Burrow: One day before the Wizengamot Weekend.

“Mum, can’t you do anything?!” Bill Weasley was this close to straight-up whining. “Ginny is too young to know what’s best for her!”

“William, that’s enough!” snapped Molly Weasley, who’d finally had enough. Her eldest son had been an increasing headache for months now, and she’d been tolerant, but the...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 9

Granger Cottage, Gairsay Island: Two days before the Wizengamot Weekend.

Deep beneath the ground, Clare Cooper ran her miss-matched eyes over the second nearly complete massive broomstick-shaped submarine in the wet docks of the Granger’s private mad scientist laboratory.

“Lowering the beam!” called out a newly recruited graduate wizard, as three of his fellows held their wand...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 8

Hogwarts, Scotland: Three days before the Wizengamot Weekend.

“And that’s Montrose,” Daphne said, putting a little tick beside the location marked for the east-coast sea-side town on the large map of Scotland pinned up in the empty classroom Hermione had been using for the Founders Club meetings. It was lunchtime and the second-year girls were grabbing a moment to plot before Herbol...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 7

AUTHOR NOTE: Christmas is over! I'm posting this from my phone away from my computer. As such, I don't have my photo editing software, so no cover image. That'll be first on the agenda when I get back. There may also be slightly more editing issues than usual. Welcome to all our new patrons! See you a...

Death, Taxes, and Sexy Women: Scene 3

The important thing, Nathan reflected, was not to react. Don’t flinch. Don’t slouch. Don’t give any indication that the gale force wind trying to waterjet his skin raw was any more consideration than a light drizzle. Certainly don’t look like you totally forgot about the giant storm that had been threatening to break for hours before the three of them decided that fully enjoying the ind...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 6

John Potter was sweating.

He’d faced down Voldemort and death eaters. Dragons, mere-people, and giant mazes. He’d spoken with Fate and Death, travelled through time, and gone toe-to-toe in battles of wits and magic with his evil twin, all while keeping his secrets, and doing his best to play the timeline so that this time, the Dark Lord could be defeated.

John Potter was quite c...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 5

“Bozo!”

In the gloomy back offices of the Daily Prophet, up in the attics of Diagon Alley, right next door to the Quibbler Printing Press, a cocker spaniel started awake from where it had been dozing in a dog basket.

“Bozo, we’ve got news!”

The cocker spaniel yawned, its tongue lolling out carelessly, before the animal shifted and a mildly dishevelled wizard stepped ...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 4

High above a green and lush manicured lawn, a young witch with flaming red hair danced on a flying broomstick like a lithe ballerina, or, more accurately for those with such knowledge, a pole dancer.

The broom had become an extension of her body – as much a part of her being as her arms or legs, or tail, whenever she had one.

Seemingly from out of nowhere, a bludger whizzed past h...

Death, Taxes, and Sexy Women: Scene 2

Rosalind Moretti lay on her stomach, holding a pair of binoculars to her eyes. She was utterly fixated on the view through the glass. Calm, dedicated, and professional. She was also wearing a yellow string bikini under a practically see-through sarong, and absolutely had the curves to pull it off – a complete picture in attractive feminine charm.

Nathan pursed his lips as they approache...

The Gray's Secret: Scene 3

The owl soared across the skies of England. One more journey, one more letter, one flight closer to the magical owl equivalent of union-mandated vacation.

Gliding over the green fields of Wiltshire, patchworked with hedgerows and pocked with oak, birch, and willow, the barn owl saw her latest target, large and imposing, and dove.

The house elves of Malfoy Manor were up to their neck...