He was falling for you. Now he understood why they called it 'falling' in love. Like falling off a broomstick, it was happening very quickly and the ground was rushing up to meet him, before he had a chance to react or cast a spell to protect himself. The collision would be inevitable and nobody knew how much it could hurt. There was no slowing down.

To debate between hatred, friendship, love - with a foe, a friend, or a lover.

Y/N Hartwood was an average girl in London. She lived with her Aunt in a small home since her parents died from unknown reasons. She went to an average middle school and she was about to start eighth grade until she received a letter in the mail. A letter that would change everything. Her life changed in ways she only thought was possible in fairytales. The change was hard and the boy with blonde hair and eyes as cold as stone didn't help. [FINISHED] Spoilers so read at your own risk. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE GOLDEN TRIO + HAGRID ~True enemy to lovers slow burn~

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