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Seven years after the war, Y/N is twenty-five, an Auror, and surrounded by the chaotic friends who somehow became family. Between Ministry shifts, crowded clubs, expensive wine, disastrous dates, weekend trips, and questionable decisions, life is finally normal. Well… almost. There’s Draco Malfoy, the man Y/N has wanted for years but has never even kissed. And Lorenzo Berkshire, Y/N’s shamelessly flirtatious best friend, favorite drinking partner, occasional chair, and the man he/she has kissed several times while drunk. Those kisses don’t mean anything. Probably. But when friendship with Lorenzo starts feeling dangerously like something more, Draco finally realizes Y/N might not wait for him forever. One has always been almost. The other has always been there. And apparently surviving a war was easier than surviving your twenties.