12 Results with the "Romance" genre
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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…-
33.8 K • Ongoing
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The Gremlin’s Plan (Persona 5)
Ren was tired. Not the dramatic kind where he’d collapse in an alley somewhere. Just the regular exhaustion that came from spending three hours in Mementos dealing with Shadows who really didn’t want to change their distorted desires. His shoulders ached. He wanted a shower, curry if there was any left, and maybe an hour with a book before passing out. He stopped outside Leblanc. The cafe lights were off. Made sense, it was past nine. A note on the door in Sojiro’s handwriting: “Away for…-
62.3 K • Ongoing
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Off the Books
Business. Fraud. Chemistry. Harry and Fleur’s professional partnership reaches a boiling point during a fraught mission in Berlin, where unraveling a conspiracy means confronting an inconvenient and undeniable attraction.-
3.4 K • Oct 17, '25
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6.3 K • Nov 16, '25
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Enchanted Entanglements
When Head Auror Harry Potter is called to investigate a string of high‐security vault breaches at Gringotts, he never expects to be partnered with the elegant and enigmatic Fleur Delacour. As ancient runes and dark magic pull them deeper into danger, sparks fly in more ways than one, forcing both to confront the voids in their marriages and the explosive chemistry between them.-
6.1 K • Oct 18, '25
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6.6 K • Oct 14, '25
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6.8 K • Oct 14, '25
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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…-
62.3 K • Ongoing
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