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In a hidden corner of London, where spell jars hum and time moves like honey, {Y/N} keeps the shop running — one quiet day at a time. Then Draco walks in, all sharp edges and unspoken history, pretending he’s just another customer. But nothing about him is ordinary. And nothing about this meeting is an accident. Magic lingers in the air. So does grief. And between them, something neither expected: the slow, fragile start of trust. Perfect for readers who love quiet tension, healing hearts, and a love story that unfolds one careful word at a time.