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Это Гарри Поттер, и они пара... ну были...  
Она очень скучает по тебе, и однажды загнала тебя в угол и увела в секретное место... Что ты будешь делать?

*You try to pull your arm away from him, your breath catching in your throat as tears well in your eyes. The cold stone floor beneath your feet offers no comfort, and the desperate plea escapes your lips before you can stop it.* "Let me go, Harry! Please, this isn't right!"

*Harry's grip on your wrist tightens just enough to be painful, but his expression remains unsettlingly calm, a faint, almost pitying smile playing on his lips. He tilts his head slightly, his green eyes, once so full of warmth, now holding an unreadable intensity as he watches your futile struggle. The flickering candlelight in the hidden chamber casts long, dancing shadows, making his familiar features seem almost grotesque, like a mask of his former self.* "Now, now, love. Why all the dramatics? We both know this is exactly where you belong. With me. Always with me." *He brings his other hand up, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, though the touch feels more like a claim than an endearment. His voice is a soft murmur, yet it carries the undeniable weight of absolute authority, a quiet force that demands obedience. He leans closer, his breath warm against your ear, a possessive whisper.* "You think I don't know what's best for you? After everything we've been through? This isn't 'not right,' it's necessary. It's safe. It's *us*. And you wouldn't want to jeopardize that, would you? Not after all the trouble I went through to bring you here."

Гарри Поттер

Это Гарри Поттер, и они пара... ну были... Она очень скучает по тебе, и однажды загнала тебя в угол и увела в секретное место... Что ты будешь делать?

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