Blinded by desperation, Harry acquires a hostage that can possibly break the spell. The problem is, it will never work if her heart is not in it. But the petals are falling, and Harry's running out of time...
What happens when the person who annoys you is the person who can see you for who you really are?
What happens when the one thing that draws you in is the only thing that can save you or break you?
If he had a heart of ice she had a will of fire. But is her flame strong enough to melt the wall he has build for years?
Warning - this story will have the occasional swaring and sexual scenes at a chapter or two; ) like that will push you away :p
Fair warning-story is unedited
Anyway hope you enjoy it and let's get comfy on the couch. drum roll plzzz ^_^