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    “I glance at the cup before I raise it to my lips, and one eyebrow goes up when I see what ridiculous insult he’s written on the cup today.”

    Every day Baz comes in to get coffee, and every day he finds a new insult on his cup.

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    Simon [22:44]: agatha
    Simon [22:46]: [Draft] listen, maybe i’m not actually into guys that w

    Someone slides into the seat next to me.
    I look up.
    I’ve never smashed the backspace key so hard.

    A fic about gay bars, pizza, badly named drinks, and big… noses. (Wink wink.)

    But also a fic about queerness—about coming to terms, and the bumps along the road to acceptance, and the ordeal of starting to believe you belong.

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    05 Feb 2026

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    Snow is about to go off, his magic is leaking out of him and I start to wonder if this was a mistake. I just wanted to tease him; I didn’t think he was going to get so mad over this. What the hell happened with Wellbelove?
    “Snow, calm down or you’re going to go off.”
    “Don’t fucking tell me to calm down!” he shouts, “I want to know if you’re in love with her.”

    Simon goes off and accidentally binds them together - 8th year Watford canon divergence.

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    27 Dec 2025

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    I find a seat at the back, smiling at the elderly lady who moves her bag to let me sit next to her. And then I wait.
    One stop.
    Two stops.
    The bus comes to a halt, and I realise I’m holding my breath when the doors open and I see a familiar dark head; wavy hair that falls gently on high cheekbones. Grey eyes quickly scan the bus, finding a spot at the front, without noticing me. Then he does what he always does. He opens his work bag (something expensive, made of soft-looking leather), gets a worn-out paperback out and immediately starts to read.

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    26 Dec 2025

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    "Future predicting spells never work," I declare, fiddling with the hem of my waistcoat. Besides, why would I want to know what happens in the future? What if I find out that I'm dead, or worse, that Snow is?
    "Let me try it," Niall says, nearly falling off the bed in an attempt to retrieve his wand from the bedside table. "There you go."
    "Don't point that thing at me," Dev complains, so Niall turns and grins at me instead.
    Where do you see yourself in five years?” Niall casts, pointing his wand at me.
    The world suddenly goes black.
    Shit.

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    26 Dec 2025