12 Results with the "Romance" genre
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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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Chapter 9: Golden
Sunlight. Warm and soft, filtering through a window that hadn't been there the night before. The Room of Requirement had a sense of humour, apparently. Harry blinked awake, disoriented for half a second before memory crashed back. The dinner. The dancing. Susan underneath him, her back arching, her voice breaking on his name. That happened. That actually happened. She was still asleep. Curled against him with her head on his chest, one arm thrown across his stomach, her breathing slow against his…-
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Chapter 8: Starlight
The Astronomy Tower was empty. Harry had checked twice before spreading the blanket across the cold stone floor. He cast a warming charm on it, then another on the air around them, watching the magic settle into an invisible cocoon. Susan stood by the railing with her back to him, staring up at the sky, and when the wind caught her hair she tucked it behind her ear. “This is…” She turned, and the moonlight caught her face, softening everything. “Harry, this is really sweet.” “Yeah,…-
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Hermione’s Surrender
The words on the page hadn’t changed in twenty minutes. Hermione stared at the same paragraph of her Transfiguration notes, quill hovering, ink drying on the tip. Something about partial transformation theory. Maintaining the self while borrowing from elements. She’d read it six times and couldn’t remember a word. Her thighs pressed together under the table. She shifted, trying to find a position that didn’t make her so aware of the slick heat between her legs. Her knickers had been damp…-
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Chapter 7: Something Different
Three days had passed since the Hogsmeade date, and Harry found himself looking for Susan between classes. It wasn’t intentional at first. He’d just spot her in the corridor or across the Great Hall and feel the urge to go talk to her. They talked about homework, about nothing important. Each time, it lingered longer than it should have. It didn’t stay unnoticed for long. “You and Bones, then?” Seamus asked one morning at breakfast, nodding toward the Hufflepuff table where Susan was…-
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