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Being Harry Potter's twin sister was never easy.
No matter what you did, you were always known as Harry's sister before anything else.
When the Sorting Hat was placed on your head during your first year, it wanted to send you to Hufflepuff. But all you wanted was to be with your brother. Moments later, you were sitting at the Gryffindor table beside Harry Potter.
As the applause died down, you felt a pair of eyes on you.
Draco Malfoy.
From that moment on, something between you and Draco never quite made sense. Through six years of rivalry, secrets, and stolen moments, he became the one person you could never seem to stay away from.
Now, in your sixth year, you haven't spoken to Draco in over a month.
Yet every glance feels unfinished.
Every silence feels intentional.
And with a war approaching, you're beginning to realize some stories don't end when people stop talking.
Sometimes, that's when they truly begin.