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Chapter 5 – Mystery Mirror
TRACEY: Sooo are you going to tell me your name at some point? UNKNOWN MIRROR: Depends. Are you going to tell me how you "heard" about me? TRACEY: Lmao well I actually watched you fuck Romilda on a beach in the Caribbean UNKNOWN MIRROR: I thought so haha UNKNOWN MIRROR: And... What was your review? My stomach flipped. Tracey's next reply was a moving photograph, blooming across the flip-mirror's surface. It was a self-shot of her reclining on a poolside lounger, in a hot pink bikini that…-
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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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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 4 – Cloud Club
Romilda and I paddled in the surf until the saltwater had washed away the worst of the sand and stickiness from our encounter on the beach. I just kept staring at her bobbing naked in the water next to me, still not quite believing what had happened. It was one of the best nights of my life, and I couldn't stop smiling. It was late when we waded out to reclaim our swimsuits and snuck back towards the cabanas. "Sweet dreams. Thanks for the fuck." Under the overhang of her cabana, Romilda gave me a big…-
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Customs Hold
The screen on Harry’s wall flashed a warning red over Brussels. His desk was a disaster zone of scrolls and manifests, all because some idiot fucked up a shipment of darkness powder. The only light came from his desk lamp, throwing a harsh spotlight on Fleur as she bent over the other side of the massive wood surface. “The Brussels portkey logs. Run them against the customs file from today.” “Oui, Monsieur Potter.” Two weeks. That’s how long Fleur Delacour had been his secretary.…-
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