Lilah Hawthorne never imagined that she would fall for that stupid smile and flowing orange hair. I mean, Fred and George are her best friends, and they're always getting into trouble, causing chaos in every room they enter, and to her dismay, one of them is catching her eye at every turn.
Fred Weasley is not the romantic type. Hookups here and there when it was convenient, get drunk and party after every quidditch game, and cause mayhem with George. That's Fred. Not this guy who's getting butterflies over hands brushing and wanting to drop everything just to be with her. Lilah would be the death of him, he was sure of it, but she also made him curious, left him wanting more.
This was more than best friends, more than a hookup every so often, and definitely more than either of them signed up for. Will the trials of life make or break their connection, and will they even realize what they have before it's too late?
*Disclaimer*
Story contains explicit mature scenes, as well as mentions of death, mental health, su*cide, drinking, and eating disorders.
*All of the characters in this story belong to J.K. Rowling, except for Lilah Hawthorne and any other side characters I make up.*
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