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Heather Potter grows up loved and grounded by her grandparents. When Voldemort’s shadow returns, she must master a fierce, dangerous magic waking inside her, while facing doubt, grief, and the terrifying truth that survival always demands a price.
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Heather’s eyes kept straying. On the curve of his jaw. On the way his shoulders shifted under his shirt. A warm, stupid flutter started under her ribs. She dragged her gaze back to her book, biting the inside of her cheek.
“Something wrong with your reading?” His voice was warm, distracted, still half in the world of Gillyweed and bubotubers.
She cleared her throat. “Just… not sinking in.”
Neville glanced at her then, brief but enough for her stomach to flip. “Want me to quiz you?”
She almost laughed. If he knew what was actually on her mind, he wouldn’t be offering to make her think harder. Or maybe he would. “Maybe in a bit.”
He smiled faintly and went back to his notes.
Heather watched him for another heartbeat. He kept writing, completely at ease, and she realized with a sudden rush of affection and wanting that she could sit here all night, pretending to read, just to keep him close like this.