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For as long as he could remember, he had been Freak. But he didn't really mind... he liked being Freak, Freak was him. He was Freak. Being Freak meant he wasn't expected to be human, so he wasn't. But then he made a friend, and he wasn't really human either. And that's OK. Slightly "off" version of Harry, Selective mute! Harry, Contains a little bit of abuse (trigger warning)
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