In the (Second) Beginning
As their lunch stretches on Aziraphale slowly comes to realize that Crowley is—enjoying him. Enjoying Aziraphale’s conversation, and company, far more openly than he has in most of Aziraphale’s memory. And Aziraphale knows that he himself is just chattering on, letting conversational tangents carry him along, and—it’s definitely relief, for him, knowing for the first time in a long time that they aren’t being watched, that no one is keeping score for now. - Aziraphale realizes that Crowley's been saying something rather loudly for a week.The afternoon sun slanted across the cobblestones of Place des Vosges, gilding the edges of Crowley’s sunglasses as he leaned back in his chair, one hand lazily tracing the rim of his wineglass. Aziraphale prattled on about Renaissance manuscripts, then shifted to the moral implications of pigeon feeding, then to why Debussy outshone Ravel—entirely unaware of how brightly he was glowing in the dappled light.
Crowley wasn’t correcting him. Wasn’t rolling his eyes. Wasn’t even pretending to check his phone. He was smiling—soft, genuine, and aimed directly at Aziraphale like a secret.
And then it hit him: Crowley had been saying something. Something important. For a week. Not in words, but in gestures—the way he always arrived precisely when Aziraphale needed tea, how he’d started lingering after cases closed, the warmth in his voice when he said our bookshop.
Aziraphale’s breath caught. This wasn’t just camaraderie. This was… courtship. From a demon.
And worse—he wanted to say yes.
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Through The Fire
Minerva McGonagall decides to conduct a spot check on little Harry Potter and discovers that all is not as it should be. Everything at the Dursleys is terribly wrong. Professor McGonagall makes a daring decision that will fundamentally change the destiny of the Boy Who Lived, rescuing him from a childhood of pain and neglect. In a completely different environment, Harry receives the care and guidance he deserves, growing into a more confident and better-prepared wizard. However, though his life trajectory is altered, fate does not entirely lose its grip. When he finally arrives at Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy, who should have been his sworn enemy, finds himself drawn to this new, more powerful Harry Potter. McGonagall’s intervention not only saves Harry's childhood but also propels him toward a tense, yet fated, forbidden connection with his supposed adversary.
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The Greater Good
“He has a point though, Ron.” “Who, Harry? Of course, he’s right! Just look at what they’ve done.” “No, not Harry, Malfoy. What he stands to gain through his inheritance is very important to Wizarding society." Hermione placed her book back on her lap, thumbing the curve of the spine as she spoke. "You’ll stand to gain quite a bit too, Harry. Or so I’d imagine. The Potter name is an Ancient and Noble one as well." Just one conversation can accidentally dig up a long-buried secret. When Harry goes to find out his inheritance, he discovers much more than he can imagine. Just who is Harry Potter and did he ever really exist in the first place?
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