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Harry's surprised that Draco didn't have wards up preventing mortally wounded former school mates-turned-ghosted work fellows from bursting into his house.
In Harry's addled mind, this seems like a great opening line to say to Draco's gobsmacked face. He doesn't get that far, though.
Or: Harry gets hurt, Draco is a vanishing alchemist who may or may not be able to save the day, but under no circumstances are either of them willing to talk about Their Feelings.
Well. Maybe "mortal peril" circumstances will do it, actually.
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24 Mar 2026
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wonderfully cute short fic. banter and jokes on point. read several times, always worth a reread!
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“I’m thinking of ending things.”
James pressed his lips together hard as he fought the urge to suck in a breath at the words. He instinctively reached for his binder of prepared materials and began to flip through it as if it would have the answer, rustling the pages frantically as he did.
“Hello?”
James flinched. “Um, hi, yes sorry it’s uh-- it’s my first day.”
A pause. Then, dry as a bone: “Brilliant. You’d think they’d at least train you to tell people not to kill themselves before handing you a phone.”
James froze, then panicked. “Oh God-- you’re right, I mean, of course-- I didn’t-- oh, shit, I just--”
James’s rambling was interrupted by a quiet sound, over so quickly he almost missed it.
The caller had laughed.
At him.
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A muggle college AU where James is a Psychology student who starts working at a crisis center. His first caller is dry, guarded, and somehow familiar, despite being a perfect stranger. Night after night their conversations continue, blurring all the lines between them, until the caller finally makes a choice that changes both their lives forever.
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Laurent needs this job. Not in the I need to put food on the table and a roof over my head kind of way. He's got a generous inheritance, thank you very much. No, he needs this job to prove he is a functioning adult who did not waste his late mother's money on an expensive education. He can be normal, whatever that is.
Laurent needs this job and it feels like his last chance so he tells a little lie to help himself get ahead.
Then along comes Damen.
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“Will you be able to play?” Dan asks, voice layered with concern.
Neil blinks, confused. “Why wouldn’t I be able to play?”
“What our fearless leader means is—will you be able to focus on the game instead of Andrew’s mouth and impressive biceps,” Allison clarifies, saddling up next to Neil with a knowing look.
“I—” Neil starts.
“I mean, I get it,” Allison continues. “He has really nice biceps.”
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Neil lets a rival goalie take a body shot off him at a bar. Things devolve from there.
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In the beginning, there is only Andrew. In the end, the universe.