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

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"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!