Gwen Wilson is entering into her final year at Hogwarts. Between reoccurring dreams, and a shock on the first night back, what will this year hold for Gwen?

"I'm sorry, what can I get you," I turn around quickly, my cheeks reddening. "No worries, can I get--" The figure starts before I interrupt, "Oh Shit!" It's fucking Harry Styles. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Friends to lovers in the best way possible.