Concentration (Reader X Oliver Wood)

Concentration (Reader X Oliver Wood)

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A slow-burn Hogwarts story about finding your place, your people, and the one person you didn't see coming. Transferring from Ilvermorny to Hogwarts in her third year was supposed to be a challenging but Y/N didn't expect it to change everything. she's learning how to navigate ancient castle corridors, awkward British traditions, and a whole new kind of magic. There's laughter in unexpected places, magic she didn't know she'd love, and a pair of twins who always seem to drag her into trouble. And then there's him. Not someone she expected. Not someone she even notices at first. This isn't a story about love at first sight. It's about slow shifts. Lingering glances. And the quiet kind of focus that creeps in before you realize you've already lost it.
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Third year at Hogwarts was meant to be simple - classes, Quidditch, and maybe a little breathing room after everything she's already survived. But nothing about Harriet Potter's life is simple. While the wizarding world whispers about escaped prisoners and rising darkness, Harriet is facing something far more personal - herself. Her hair has grown out, her robes fit better, and for the first time, she's beginning to feel like more than just a symbol. Then a letter arrives. An old family contract. A name she barely remembers. Oliver Wood. Quidditch captain. Seventh year. Brilliant, focused, far too serious... and apparently, her betrothed. Neither of them asked for this. But as the weeks pass, and glances turn into something warmer, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. In a school full of secrets and shadows, can something so unexpected grow into something worth fighting for?

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