-welcome all of you to hogwarts, i welcome all of you to school-

Elowyn Bramble's escape came in the form of a letter from Hogwarts. She knew of her powers, of course. She knew in the awful lines of realization drawn in her mother's face.

That she was destined to be everything her parents despised.

After all, wasn't she easy to hate?

George Weasley wasn't looking for an escape, and that wasn't what his acceptance letter meant for him.

For him, the crumpled parchment meant opportunity. A chance to live the life of his dreams. Pull him and his brother out of poverty and into a swimming pool of gold coins.

Falling in love had never been on the to-do list.

But he couldn't stop it.

After all, Elowyn was so easy to love.