WARNING: EXPLICIT 18+ SMUT SCENES! (+ depictions of consensual sex, non con sex, violence, crude language, mature themes, etc...) The non con in this fic is strictly for plot and serves a purpose on the topics of trauma, healing, guilt, etc. In no way should any of it be taken as romantisization or glorification of SA. Some flames destroy. Others teach you how to burn. Calista Warrington has never belonged anywhere - not in the Muggle world she was raised in, not in the Slytherin common room, and certainly not in her own skin. She's built her life around keeping people out and keeping herself alive. But falling in love with George Weasley changes everything. Their connection is immediate, reckless, and real. Something neither of them were ready for in a world already breaking apart. As the Second Wizarding War brews, Calista's relationship with George becomes both her greatest strength and her deepest vulnerability. Together they face grief, family secrets, and the slow realization that her bloodline ties her to everything she fears. **Takes place starting in Prisoner of Azkaban all the way until post-Deathly Hallows** Prisoner of Azkaban - completed Goblet of Fire - completed Order of the Phoenix - completed Half Blood Prince - currently writing Deathly Hallows - tbd Post Deathly Hallows -tbd Ao3 tags: - angst - fluff -smut - protective/possessive George Weasley -past abuse -dark past -soulmates -infidelity -rough sex -threats of non-con -non-con -hurt/comfort -misunderstandings -angst with a happy ending -Fred Weasley lives

Waldosia: n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain's way of checking to see whether they're still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day. After the war, George Weasley looked for Fred in every face he saw. He looked for his twin brother, his other half, his familial soulmate each and every time he entered a crowd, hoping that by some miracle he would find him; That the war had never happened and was just a nightmare, that Fred had never died. But one day, as his mind subconsciously looked about for Fred, he stumbled into someone that turned his entire life around. He stumbled right into the arms of Clover. George Weasley x OC {extended summary inside} (All characters, plots, and aspects of this story belonging to the Harry Potter Universe are credited to JK Rowling.)