WARNING: THERE ARE A LOT OF EXPLICIT 18+ SMUT SCENES! (+ depictions of consensual sex, non con sex, violence, crude language, mature themes, etc...) 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** For obvious reasons, George and Calista, along with the others in the same year, are all 18 at the start of Prisoner of Azkaban (5th year). Due to mature content and themes, I don't feel comfortable writing them off as 15 year olds like they would be in the books/movies. Therefore, if you ever get confused by ages, it is most likely because of this. Not everything that takes place in this story will be perfectly canon. i.e, certain original characters from the books/movies may be in a different year in this story, specific events may or may not take place, and character personality may differ. ~start date: november 14th, 2020 ~end date: tbd Disclaimer: All original Harry Potter characters, storylines, as well as the occasional use of direct dialogue from the books and movies belong to J.K. Rowling. Please do not attempt to steal any of my original characters OR obvious plotlines, especially Calista. If I find out in any way my material has been stolen, I won't hesitate to report it and get it taken down!

"<< Questo sogno allora? >> << Ah, sì. Beh eravamo felici e stavamo architettando il piano, ma quando i bambini stavano per arrivare mi sono svegliato sdraiato sul divano. Era un bel sogno, mi sembrava di essere davvero con te. Sicuramente è una cosa che faremo da vecchi. >> Sorrideva nella penombra al fratello. George si era ritrovato dopo quel viaggio nei suoi ricordi a piangere da solo osservando un paio di caramelle muffite appoggiate sul palmo della mano, appena recuperate da sotto il letto." [Fred&George]

DAL TESTO: "La mamma mi ha raccontato che, quando sono nato, papà l'ha guardata negli occhi e le ha detto: 'Fred Weasley Jr. Mio figlio deve avere questo nome.' Lei non ha obiettato, e devo ammettere che sono orgoglioso di chiamarmi n questo modo." Lettera scritta dal figlio di George per suo zio Fred Weasley. PERICOLO LACRIME.