Fics like Storm Watch

Charlie slammed the heavy door shut behind them, throwing the internal locking charm with a sharp flick of his wrist. The sudden quiet that followed was deafening and, for a moment, the four of them simply stood there as reality set in. It was George who broke the silence. “Well. This is either going to be a harrowing survival story that ends in cannibalism, or the beginning of a very strange Christmas tradition.” Hermione slowly pulled off her gloves and began to unlace her boots, pulse skittering in her veins. Stuck. Overnight. On a mountainside. With all three of them. Her brain supplied several inappropriate images and approximately zero useful commentary. Charlie was already moving with quiet efficiency, stoking the small stove, checking the wards etched into the stone near the door. “We have heat, basic food stores, and plenty of bedding. Not luxury, but no one’s getting eaten tonight.” Fred removed his hat and shook his head, a wry smile twisting his lips as he looked at Hermione. "And isn't that a damn shame?" --- Think: "Spicy, reverse-harem Hallmark movie."

Fics like Storm Watch

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