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Flames of Eternity || George Weasley by AccioCedricsdeadbody
AccioCedricsdeadbody
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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
Sognisvegli Brevettati by Nihal_Dubhe
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"<< 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]