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    “You are at St. Mungo’s. You were in a coma.” He looks me over again, taking a pause. “I am a Healer here now,” he says, like it explains something. My fingers stretch, drifting across his sleeve. He looks down, like I’ve thrown mud at him.

    Forcing my vocal chords together for the first time, I whisper, “What’s your name?”

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    It's all weights and measurements, his job. A life for a life, the value of which he levies against the potential for danger. If in the end it all evens out then he walks away satisfied. A cold existence but a stable one.

    And then her, and her ugly scarf, and the priceless weight of her safety in his hands. She upsets the delicate balance he's cultivated, bleeding warmth into the winter of his world, turning him into a person when all he's ever been is a weapon.

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    He didn’t mean to find it and it wasn’t his fault it was there and really you couldn’t blame him because the entire house was made of wood and wood naturally had holes and he didn’t build the damned house and technically if he hadn’t found it, someone else surely would have and what were the odds that she was in the next room anyway?

    And mostly all of that was right. 

    For instance, he did not mean to find it. 

    But he had anyway. 

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    29 Aug 2025

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    “Tonight, we celebrate.”

    That is what I said to Harry when he sat at the fireplace and his shoulders were hunched over as if they bore a weight too heavy. I saw myself in him, sitting there and I told him what I needed to hear. I hope he took the advice. I run my fingers over the bite on my neck. There is a faint echo of pain. It feels like I have celebrated just not the thing I ought to have.

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    Draco Malfoy shouldn't lust over his mother's lover.

    But the taste of sin is too hard to resist.

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