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I Don't Need You ( But you should probably hold my hand just in case)

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A handful of times over the year that Harry had been gone from home he had acknowledged that running away may not have been the best idea ever. But he had never felt that way as strongly as he felt it right then, as he sat in a jail cell awaiting a sentence that could possible mean the gallows.

How did Harry end up there? He had asked himself that question a million times over the two days he had sat in that cell.

And well, there's no better place to start a story than from the beginning, is there?