A Soulmate's Love

Soulmates only exist in the Wizarding World. Essentially, one can delve into the mind of one's soulmate to feel what the other is feeling.

What happens when George's soulmate, the girl he has known to be broken since he first knew what soulmates were, comes along and looks completely fine? Will he be able to make her masking walls come crashing down?

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"Did someone touch you?" George's tone however could not be compared to any of the others. It was lethal enough to make someone's blood run cold, threatening enough to make the strongest person fall to their knees in defeat, and I knew that to be in his way at the second would be deathly.
"Who the fuck did this?" He menaced all the while keeping his eyes locked on mine, but from the way he asked the question I could tell he was expecting the boys to answer. His hazel eyes had stormed over, visibly darkened by the sight of what I had hidden, and yet they still held love and clear concern.
"George, really, it looks much worse than it actually is. It's really not that bad-"

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