I'd make a good husband...
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` Rain lashed the battlements. The Astronomy Tower stood open to the night, a black silhouette against the grey sheet of the storm.
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` Y/n Black stood at the railing, her back to the door, her hair plastered to her neck, the Slytherin crest on her robes catching the flicker of distant lightning.
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` She didn't turn when the footsteps stopped.
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` She already knew who it was.
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` A moment passed. Then another. The only sound was the rain hitting the stone, the wind tearing through the open archway.
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James Potter
` I’d make a good husband Y/n.
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` His voice was raw. Tired. Not loud. It barely carried over the storm, but she heard him.
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` Y/n finally turned. Her eyes were red. Mascara smudged. She looked as wrecked as he did.
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Y/n Black
` You would James.
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` He waited. Let the silence stretch. Then his shoulders dropped, and his voice cracked open.
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James Potter
` But you won’t marry me.
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` She shook her head. Slow, deliberate, like she was trying to believe her own words.
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Y/n Black
` You don’t wanna marry me.
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` James blinked. The rain soaked through his hair, dripped down his glasses.
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` He took half a step closer.