Warnings: future SLASH (boy x boy), MAJOR NO-MAGIC!AU (Alternate Universe, specifically the Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town setting), possible OOC, life story
Pairings: TMR/HP, implied AD/GG, implied KS/NT (Kingsley x Tonks), onesided JP/LE
Standard disclaimer applies: I do not own Harry Potter or any brand you recognize in this story. J.K. Rowling is credited with the creation of these characters (I'm not fond of using OCs in my own fanfiction). I also do not own the Harvest Moon series by Natsume.
The days of Autumn that succeeded Summer were like breaths of fresh air. In many ways, it was. A new crop rotation, new fish to catch, new plants to scavenge out in the mountains… the air was no longer hot and dry, rather a bit chilly.
Every day, he made his offerings to the Harvest God, to Harry, and each day the meeting felt shorter than the last. Tom never failed to set aside some of his harvest, knowing Harry liked his crops best, but occasionally he caught himself thinking flowers might be better.
He shook his head in self-disgust.
Posted in its full form on Ao3, except for the sequel and the eventual epilogue :). I'll be posting 5 of these per a day (I think?), but because it's long that might become 10 a day.
