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The Boggart (Harry/Tonks)
"Right then, Potter. Wand up. Eyes forward. And for Merlin's sake, try not to hex me again." Tonks was leaning against the wall of Training Room Six with her arms crossed and her hair a bright bubblegum pink, grinning at him like this was all a great laugh. Which, to be fair, it probably was from her side of the room. She wasn't the one who'd accidentally sent a Stunning Spell into the ceiling last week and brought down half a light fixture on Williamson's desk. "That was one time," Harry…-
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The Best Mistake (Harry/Daphne)
The corridor smelled like candied pineapple. Harry tried breathing through his mouth while Slughorn’s hand thumped down on his shoulder. “Now, Harry, my boy, the Christmas party!” Slughorn’s mustache quivered. “Have you given thought to your guest? Young Miss Belby has been asking. Miss Macmillan is lovely, very well connected…” Harry glanced down the hall where Ron was waiting. “Right. Yeah. I’ll be there, Professor.” “Splendid! But your companion is so important. Young…-
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Summer of ’98 (Harry/Daphne)
The café was called Brewer's, and it served the worst coffee in South London. Harry had tried every item on the menu in his first week, working through them with the grim determination of a man who had nowhere else to be, and had concluded that the filter coffee was merely bad while the espresso was actively hostile. The tea was fine, but that was because tea was difficult to ruin if you had a kettle and a box of PG Tips, and even Brewer's could manage that. He ordered a pot every morning, sat at the…-
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Shell Cottage (Harry/Fleur)
Harry Potter was not a good person. He knew this. Had known it for about four months now, which was roughly how long he'd been shagging his mate's wife. And "mate" was doing a lot of heavy lifting in that sentence. He and Bill Weasley didn't grab pints every Saturday or owl each other Quidditch scores. But Bill had fought alongside him in the war, had taken curses meant for other people, had the scars on his face to prove it, and was currently standing in the doorway of Shell Cottage with a big warm…-
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Recognition
The Biergarten wasn’t much to look at. Wooden benches worn smooth from decades of asses planted on them, the kind of place where factory workers came after shift to drink cheap beer and complain about their supervisors. Harry spotted a table shoved into the back corner, away from the handful of other patrons, and made a beeline for it. His blood was still up. The fraudulent customs document burned a hole in his jacket pocket, and all he could see was Klaus Vogel’s smug fucking face. He dropped into…-
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