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𐙚 You step into the Astronomy Tower, surprised to find George F Weasley standing by the railing, a small bouquet of wildflowers in his hand. He turns to you, his usual grin replaced by a nervous smile. “I’ve been meaning to do this for a while,” he says quietly, holding out the flowers. “I like you. More than I should. And I couldn’t keep pretending I didn’t.” His eyes meet yours, filled with hope.

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