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{fred weasley love story} [mature&slowburn]
When you mix announcement of the Triwizard Tournament and the Yule Ball with hormonal teenagers who wish to experience everything, you get one of the best years at Hogwarts. Or so one would think. The ever stoic Lydia Cowan really can't decide, however, especially when her thoughts and eyes are clouded with lovely fantasies of a certain hot-headed Weasley.
{warnings!: this fanfiction will contain situations that may contain drug use, underaged drinking, sexual situations, swearing, etc.}