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.
It was perhaps this uncertainty that drove him to his next step. Tom, despite all of his masks of patience, was never really very tolerant. The metaphorical pot that contained his emotions was boiling over, and soon, he could not control it anymore.
This year, he'd make sure Harry knew exactly how he felt, no matter how disgustingly sappy that sounded. And then, perhaps if… maybe…
Tom ignored the sorrowful gaze of Kingsley, and the calculating though troubled stare from the carpenter.
Things would work out. He'd make them. He didn't care about the Harvest God anymore—he wanted Harry.
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.