Constance Swallow never wanted to open up. She never will. But as she is forced to attend her final year of Hogwarts upon finding out she is a witch during the war, she finds her boundaries being pushed. especially during Christmas, when she meets a certain redhead whose soul is almost as broken as hers. But what measures is she willing to take to push people away? Everyone has their scars. Some people just shy them away. ‼️This is an older fic written when I was way too young, so there are quite a few spelling mistakes. Please don't take this as an indication of what my other works are like‼️ (I'm a bit too sentimental to delete it.) ‼️ (In this Fanfiction, Fred Weasley survives the war) Disclaimer: {This story may contain some sensitive content to some people, such as insomnia, depression, alcoholism, drugs, self-harm, and smut.. Finished!
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