Beautiful Nightmare
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It was his dimples.
His dimples caught her attention. She felt her heart plunge as she took in his smile.
But as she travelled her eyes to meet his gaze, she froze. When she looked into his green eyes, they weren't soft or comforting. They were dark, and threatening.
Harry was going to do everything he could to make Rose feel unwelcome.
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