**story is on pause bc I forgot about it and my adhd brain wrote this while hyperfixated on Harry Potter and now I'm kinda over that, so if it ever returns maybe I'll continue it. I also don't really like how I made it go during the second half so 🤷♂️** "Make a wish." He joked, holding the eyelash delicately in between his nimble fingers in between us. He held it like he was a lowly servant boy in charge with polishing the crown for the queen. With such grace and elegance, in all his movements. Whether they were sloppy or not, they had some grace. ||| Maeve Reeves has always tried to be good and nice. And after she took a seemingly innocent job at Hogwarts, she thought she could keep that up. But soon Maeve is gonna learn the hard way that she can't escape her desires. Or evil wizards who were thought to be dead.