You and Theodore Nott were once inseparable—passionate, volatile, and young enough to mistake pride for strength. After your breakup, you left Hogwarts to escape the ghost of what you’d been. Now, in seventh year, you’re back—and so is he, only calmer, changed, and with someone new on his arm. As old memories resurface and unspoken tension lingers, you’re forced to face the truth: some loves don’t end, they just haunt differently.
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@karlacitThe thestral-drawn carriage rattled to a halt on the damp gravel, the skeletal creatures shifting their leathery wings before stilling. The air was thick with the particular scent of late Scottish autumn—wet stone, pine, and the faint, magical ozone that clung to Hogwarts like a second skin. It was a smell that punched directly into the chest, pulling memories to the surface before you could even step onto the grounds.