After the yelling had settled down and his mother had stormed off Harry had briefly considered watching the movie like he had been planning but some part of him had realized that would probably not be wise as he would likely run into his mother again. With that in mind he had made his way upstairs into his room where a locked door stood between himself and his mother's wrath. As he settled back onto his bed he briefly gazed about his room hoping to see something to entertain himself for a few hours while his mother cooled off. In one corner hanging from a dusty lamp hung a small collection of medals from his little league days. It had been long years since those days and longer still since Harry had won any awards; his laziness was not a new trait. As his eyes passed over the small collection of medals he noticed one that seemed out of place. It looked out of the ordinary from the otherwise dusty collection that had hung there untouched for near on 12 years. Rising from his bed his minimal curiosity peaked he wandered over to the medals. Sure enough the front most one was completely new to him, picking it up Harry examined it with some interest. After looking over it briefly he decided it had not come from the sports he had played when he was a kid, in fact it had few if any markings on it beyond a human body outlined on either side of the medallion. The outline was crude and seemed blotchy if there was even a word for it. As he lifted it clear of the place where it had been hanging Harry heard a faint buzzer from down the hall. One of the few chores Harry did was his own laundry, his mother had stopped completely when he had turned 19 in another fit of rage. As such Harry had the basic skills of laundry mastered and had been cleaning his clothes. Turning to go to attend to the laundry that was now done Harry briefly had to consider the medallion in his hand. As he turned to go he halfheartedly slipped it into his pocked its cloth neck band left dangling from his pocket.
As he entered the laundry room down the hall from his room Harry noticed that his load in the wash had indeed finished and was ready to be transferred to the dryer. He also took note of the several other loads of laundry he still had to do. Like most guys Harry wore everything until it reached a point where he had to do laundry this time was no different, as one load went into the dryer he began to scrounge around for clothes for his new load. As he bent down to pick up a grey t shirt the medallion popped out of his shorts and landed on the floor. Mildly annoyed Harry grabbed the medallion and in the same motion grabbed the grey t shirt. In the moment his hand clutching the medallion came into contact with the shirt a mild by certainly noticed shock zapped Harry hand. Further annoyed by the medallion Harry laid it down on top of the washer. http://media.very.co.uk/i/very/6P9LR_SQ1...$234x312_standard$ As he moved to toss the shirt in the washer Harry noticed the cut of the shirt and then saw the v neck and realized it was one of his mom's workout shirts. With his current relationship with his mother Harry had no motivation to wash any of his mother's clothes. Tossing the shirt aside Harry found a collection of clothes that would be suitable for washing together. As he did this however he failed the notice the almost imperceptible lengthening of his fingernails and the slight changes to his skin texture. Before he went to leave the room he turned the dial to the proper 60 minute dryer timer and started the load.
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