10 parts Ongoing Mature"It's either a Love Potion or you've cast an Unforgivable on me," Mattheo grabs my wrist and spins me, forcing me to look at him. He inhales a sharp breath, his eyes projecting the millions of thoughts running through his mind. "I don't know what's going on, or why, but what I do know is that I can't get you out of my head. Morning, noon, and night, you're there. You're around every corner, even if you're on the other side of the castle. You're in every conversation, even if they don't know who you are. You're in every book I read, every song I listen to. You are everywhere- - Oh, my. Merlin's Beard..."
"What?"
He lets out a strange noise as he lets go of my wrist and runs his hands through his hair. It looks like a massive weight has been lifted off his chest but has been replaced by an even heavier one. "It all makes sense,"
"What? What makes sense?"
"Albhie, we can communicate with each other while the people around us remain oblivious. We can sense and manipulate each others emotions- - Don't say you don't do it because I know you do. There's a reason for all of this- -"
"Don't say what I think you're going to say,"
"We're Fated..."
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She should've died at the riot. She should've died and the world should've moved on; he was supposed to move on. She should've died, and now they're both in danger...
Between the messy trials and tribulations of the Triwizard Tournament, the trials and tribulations of juggling friendships, relationships, and school, and the trials and tribulations of finding out you're Fated to the person you're most afraid of... It gets busy.