"I hate how sweet she is. I hate how oblivious she is. And I 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙚, how sensitive she is. I hate her-really, I do, I swear. But what I truly can't stand, is how she makes me question everything I thought I knew." Y/N has 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 Gwendolyn Lou Granger from the very moment she walked into her friends book store. Her honey-brown eyes held an unsettling intensity, as if they could cut through every defense and reveal her most hidden thoughts. Her presence was maddeningly provocative-stockings clinging to her milk thighs, a blazer just a touch too fitted, and a skirt almost scandalously short for a law student. And then there were those glossy, pink lips and the rhythmic tapping of her acrylic nails on the counter that nearly drove Y/N over the edge. Standing four inches above Gwendolyn, she couldn't escape the weight of each detail, every gaze that lingered long after closing. For whatever reason, Y/N 𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙 it-and 𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙 Gwendolyn even more. Harry Potter AU (G!P Jules)