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Louis finds himself in the background of Harry Styles' paparazzi pictures and capitalizes off of it. Harry just wants to know who he is.
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19 Jan 2026
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“Have you ever found Draco attractive before?”
Harry pauses. “No,” he says.
That’s a lie, of course. To say that the thought has crossed his mind is reductive. There are only a handful of times you can think about the beauty of your mortal enemy's hair without making it gay.
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Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy walk into a bar. And, before that, they walk into the British Auror headquarters. Chaos ensues.
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18 Jan 2026
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Thirty two year old, war veteran, Louis has been employed by the influential Edgar Styles to be a personal bodyguard for his son, upcoming popstar, Harry Styles. Chosen for his skill, intellect and dedication, Louis is more than prepared for his new job. But when he arrives, he learns that his duty is much bigger. The omega is being stalked and they want him to have an alpha by his side at all times, one who can play pretend for the cameras, but behind the scenes keep his eyes peeled for an intruder.
What they want is a fake relationship with Harry and Louis at the centre of it, to lure out the stalker.
He tells himself it'll be fine. He's been in all sorts of jobs that have required more from him. It won't be that hard.
Then, he meets Harry.
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09 Jan 2026
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“Oh! Yes, I am so sorry,” the person starts saying, straightening up and looking down at the remnants of their bag still scattered on the floor. They shrug, as if to say, oh well. Louis stares on in disbelief.
The person leaves the half-filled bag there and walks toward Louis’ desk where he is still sitting staring at them. They present a large, tattooed hand. Their fingernails are painted an array of colours - pink, green, blue, gold. They look freshly done. Louis has never noticed someone’s nails before, but to be fair, he’d never seen anyone like this before in his life. Of that he is quite certain.
“M’Harry,” the person says, smiling wide. Harry has dimples, Louis notes. “But you probably already know that from the application! I’m told it made quite the impression here. I’m just happy we are finally meeting. I swear I’ve been talking to different human-sounding chatbots for the past three months.”
Harry isn’t wrong. The bank has started centralizing their calls to an AI-driven chatbot that had the audacity to fake-laugh and fake-hesitate in its answers. Absolutely vile.
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05 Jan 2026
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It wasn’t enough for him to give in to an impulsive decision, a forgivable slip he could recover from somehow, maybe by passing it off as a joke or backing out before it was too late. No, when Harry fucked up, he did it properly, making sure there was no chance of saving himself. Impulsive decisions were for amateurs, Harry nurtured the tiny, spontaneous seed of his fuck-ups until it blossomed into a lush and fruit-laden plant, then protected it by building an impenetrable fortress around it, safe from any enemy, but most of all from common sense and self-preservation.
Harry was fucked, and he’d done it all with his own hands.
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04 Jan 2026