At modern Hogwarts, the castle is alive with late-night whispers, glowing screens, and invisible magic but none of it matters when Ron shuts her out. Y/N can’t stop thinking about him, chasing his attention through texts, glimpses in the hallways, anything to feel his presence again. And when she does get close, he lets her in just enough small touches, teasing words, shared warmth before pulling away again, leaving her craving more. It’s intoxicating and exhausting.