For our hero ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
So, after he was just bored with ducks--they weren't quite magical, after all), Forrest continued on his way until...
...
... ...he fell in love.
Mouth as open as it would go, he just STARED at the treehouse that looked much, much beautiful than their own home from about twenty metres. It was even better than Hogwarts itself! It was just like in his dreams, and just like the very house his father had always put off building. He could LIVE here, y'know? After taking in every detail and making sure there was NO ONE arond, he broke into a gallop towards it and in a few seconds he was already at the rope ladder to climb. THIS was magic!
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