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.
"Would he even appreciate a dinner?" Tom cut in to his friends' squabbling.
The two paused. "Well, traditionally—"Kingsley began, but was quickly interrupted.
"That's it!" Gellert cried as he abruptly stood from his seat. "You don't have to be traditional, because you're not from here! Be unique! Inventive! Do whatever the hell you want for the Festival so long as you woo him! Smart Tom, very very smart…"
The farmer thought his only saving grace was that he wasn't talking to the mayor. The old coot probably would've been just as enthusiastic, twice as cryptic, and far less conniving.
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.