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If you think you've met the most broken and troubled person, think again. Copyright © 2013 All rights reserved. No part of this book shall be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission or consent from the author.

Leah Derijker has a rule: don't believe in things you can't explain. It's a good rule. It's just that the ginger-haired man who keeps appearing in Regent's Park - the one her hand passes straight through - is making it very difficult to keep. Fred Weasley has been dead for almost a year. He doesn't know why he keeps coming back to the same London park, or why no one can see him. No one, that is, until her. She's a muggle. He's a ghost. Neither of them has any idea why they're connected - only that wherever she goes, he follows, and every time she leaves the park, the world goes dark. What starts as the most impossible friendship of her life slowly becomes something neither of them has a name for. And the more Leah is pulled into a world she never knew existed, the more one question refuses to leave her alone: what does it mean to fall for someone you can never touch?