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.


Tom awoke nursing a hangover and depression both at the same time—not the best combination. He stumbled over to the kitchen—yes, he had gotten that installed!—and rummaged about for a glass of cold water.

And he still had work today, too. The fields weren't going to tend to themselves.

God, Harry probably thought—thought—

Tom didn't even want to think about it. He felt like the biggest moron in the world, and the whole situation put him in a dismal mood for the rest of the day. He wondered how he was going to make this up.


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.