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*At Sandringham House*
July 12th 1997
The glittering sunlight outside of William's bedroom stirred him awake. "I can't believe I left the bloody curtains open again.." he sighed and strolled over to close them. Suddenly feeling more awake now he changed into his regular clothing and headed out his bedroom door.
While walking out he heard a loud bang coming from the kitchen. Quickly running to see what it was he saw Harry curled out on the floor holding a box of Frosties."Are you..ok there?" he said worriedly.
Harry looked up at him with a stunned expression "I'm fine Wills, I was trying to reach the cereal from the top of the fridge so I used a chair, but I fell." Chuckling, William took hold of Harry's hands and helped him up.
"If you really wanted them that bad you could've asked me to get them for you." Said William with a miffed tone. "I know...but you were asleep so I took it upon myself to get it." explained Harry who rapidly averted his eyes from the other.
'Why is he acting so odd? Nevermind that, I'm sure it's nothing I should worry about.' pondered William.
~To be continued~
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