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At Hogwarts, the only thing louder than the rock music and late-night ragers is the absolute blindness of Y/N and Charlie Weasley. In a world where Voldemort never existed, 5’1” sharp-tongued Ravenclaw rock-royalty Y/N and 6’5” Gryffindor Quidditch captain Charlie are inseparable partners in crime. They’re each other's fiercest anchors—and their mutual wingmen. From fixing each other's collars before dates to cheering on each other’s messy common-room hookups, they are completely, hilariously convinced they are strictly best friends. The rest of the castle, exhausted by the sheer idiocy of it, has a massive betting pool running on when the denial will finally shatter. It’s all fun and cheap firewhisky until a sudden, suffocating wave of jealousy hits out of nowhere. Caught off guard by the sight of someone else’s hands on the person they took for granted, the effortless dynamic completely breaks down—turning a safe lifelong friendship into a high-stakes panic where neither can afford to look away