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In which Ron wins. And he's not talking about the silly award.
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Harry never really thought he’d make the team. But the long-shot tryout turns into an unexpected offer, so he does the unthinkable: he quits his career as an Auror to chase a dream he isn’t sure he deserves.
Ginny has built everything she is on grit and focus, and nothing, least of all a familiar face from her past, is going to derail the career she has fought for. When the season throws them together again, old instincts and new feelings start to tangle in ways that challenge everything they thought they wanted.
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Summer keeps everyone at arm’s length, scared of being hurt again, while Sam shoulders the weight of his family’s struggles in the wake of his father’s return, hiding his cracks behind an easy smile. As their lives intertwine, Sam’s open-hearted nature begins to break through Summer’s walls, forcing them both to confront the fear and pain they’ve buried—or risk losing each other in the process.
-----She watched the way his lips moved as he spoke, mesmerized by the shape of the words. Her fingers drifted along the piano keys inked into his skin.
“Summer.” His voice was low, dangerous in a way that made her pulse race. “Look at me.”
Her gaze lifted, drawn in by the weight of his demand. His piercing blue eyes studied her, intense and unyielding, before he leaned in, close enough that she could feel the warmth of his breath ghosting over her lips.
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After damn near three years of cycles, appointments, and waiting, Ron and Hermione are left with a stack of bills on the counter, a jar of prenatals by the kettle, and the quiet that comes with the next step having not yet been decided.
This is a story about what it means to be imperfect. To keep loving. To mourn what might never be. And to find that life can still be worth living, even when it refuses to unfold the way you imagined.
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She raised a shaking hand to her chest, taking an unconscious step back. “Ron?” She raked over the man’s figure, heart hammering. Now that she saw it, she couldn’t undo it.
It was Ron.
He was older, somehow taller, fitter, bearded, tattooed, better dressed even, but there was no doubting it. After ten years of no contact, Ron Weasley had shown up on her doorstep.
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