Harry has had quite enough of sharing his mind with someone else, thankyouverymuch. A miscast Legilimecy spell says otherwise.
(Fic from 2010 FF archive being uploaded here.)
AND FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME, STOP REPOSTING THIS ON WATTPAD. I DO NOT WANT IT ON WATTPAD. YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO POST THIS ON WATTPAD.
Sanji was panicking. He was stuck on an island he didn't know, surrounded by people he didn't understand, forced to wear something he didn't enjoy...
...and apparently realising he didn't know as much about himself as he assumed.
Only problem was the fact that of all people who could have lead him to that discovery, it somehow ended up being an ex-warlord, Sir Crocodile.
-------An alternative version of how things could have gone at Kamabakka, with Sanji struggling with internalized transphobia and Crocodile wondering why he had even let himself get involved in this mess.
Based off of the fact that Izutsumi canonically uses Chilchuck as a pillow because he's warm...Anyways, they're both touch-starved and Chilchuck's parental instincts get the better of him.
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