Mute {Bill Weasley}
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Last published Mon, Feb 12, 2018
"Je t'aimerai jusqu'à mon dernier souffle." Bill repeated looking into Juliane's ice, blue eyes. They moved closer together and their lips connected. The familiar feeling of electricity coursed through their veins. The two didn't care that the war was just beginning, or that people on the sidewalk were watching them, they felt it was the perfect place. The perfect time. The perfect way to get an escape from the life around them. Together."
Juliane was mute. Abuse from her father led to it. He started with occasional hitting, then one night cut her. The healers said that her voice box was damaged. She could never speak again. She still lived life, just in the shadows. Working at gringotts was always a challenge but she loved it. When her best friend catches her eye, she's thrown into a crazy world of Potters, Mermaids, Werewolves. And talking?
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