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Undercover Desire - part 1
You walk through the bustling streets of Diagon Alley, your heart pounding in your chest.
This is it.
You’re doing this.
The air around you crackles with magic, a vibrant energy that courses through the crowd.
Merchants call out their wares, wizards and witches haggle over prices, and children run past, laughing with delight as they chase after one another.
As you navigate this lively scene, your thoughts are focused on your undercover assignment at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes.
Your editor had insisted that you blend in seamlessly - hence the alias ‘Evelyn’.
You feel a mix of excitement and trepidation, knowing full well the potential dangers of going incognito for an investigation.
You arrive at your destination, taking a moment to admire the quaint little shop with its bright pink exterior and playful signage.
A warm smile graces your lips as you push open the door, ready to face whatever challenges await within.
“Welcome to Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, Evelyn,” Fred says, his eyes crinkling with a genuine smile.
He’s just as handsome in person as he is in photographs: tall and lean, with tousled hair that looks like it’s been styled by the wind itself.
There’s an infectious energy about him that’s impossible to ignore - something that draws you in even as your professionalism cautions you to remain detached.
As the day progresses, you find yourself immersed in the world of magical jokes and tricks, with Fred by your side, guiding you through each task.
His contagious laughter seems to fill every corner of the shop, bringing a sense of joy that’s almost palpable.
Your growing interest in him is both exhilarating and nerve-wracking - how can you maintain your cover when every instinct urges you to get closer?
“The day goes by in a blur of magical items and Fred’s contagious laughter, his presence always close.” You can feel the tension building between you both, the chemistry undeniable even as you strive to remain professional.
Your attraction is mutual but unspoken, yet it’s there, simmering beneath every shared glance or friendly interaction.
“You’re a natural, Evelyn,” Fred compliments, his gaze lingering on you a moment longer than necessary.
You feel your cheeks flush under his scrutiny, unsure whether to revel in the attention or maintain the boundaries of professionalism.
For now, you choose the latter, offering him a polite nod and a smile as you continue with your work.
As the day winds down, you can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation for what tomorrow might bring.
The shop closes its doors, and Fred turns to you, his eyes dancing with mischief.
“‘See you tomorrow, Evelyn,’” he says, his voice a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine.
You walk back through Diagon Alley under the fading light of day, lost in thought about Fred and what could happen between you both if you allow this attraction to blossom.
You’re drawn to him - there’s no denying it - but can you truly explore those feelings without compromising your mission?
Only time will tell.
Abrupt cliffhanger: As you continue walking, a sudden realization hits you – tomorrow is the day that Fred has promised to show you the shop’s most exclusive items, hidden in a secret room known only to its owners and trusted employees.
The thought of being alone with him in such an intimate setting sends a wave of heat through your body, leaving you both anxious and excited for what lies ahead.
The next day arrives, and as you get ready for work at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, you can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and anxiety.
You know that today is the day Fred will show you the shop’s exclusive items in the secret room, and your mind wanders to the possibilities of what could happen between the two of you in such an intimate setting.
As soon as you enter the shop, you feel a fluttering sensation in your stomach when you see him behind the counter, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you.
You force yourself to focus on the task at hand, reminding yourself that this is just another day and you need to maintain professionalism for the sake of your investigation.
Fred approaches you with a wide grin, greeting you warmly as he takes you by the arm and leads you to a hidden corner of the shop.
“I’ve got something I want you to see, Evelyn,” he says, his voice low and full of excitement.
You find yourself being led into a small room tucked away behind a bookshelf that doubles as a secret door.
The space is cramped but cozy, filled with shelves upon shelves of curious-looking objects and bottles of colorful potions.
Your curiosity gets the better of you, and you can’t help but start exploring the various items on display.
Fred watches you with a sense of pride, clearly pleased to be sharing this hidden treasure trove with you.
As your fingers brush against one particularly intriguing item, it suddenly comes alive in your hand, sending you jumping back in surprise.
You look up at Fred, who chuckles softly and says, “It needs a bit of work, though.” His eyes meet yours, and for the briefest moment, there’s a sense of vulnerability in his expression that makes your heart skip a beat.
Seeing an opportunity to further bond with him, you offer your help in perfecting the joke product.
Fred visibly brightens at the suggestion, and together, you spend the rest of the day collaborating on improving the prank’s effectiveness.
The more time you spend working side by side, the stronger the connection between you both becomes.
As you hunch over the workbench together, your hands occasionally brush against one another, sending jolts of electricity through your body.
Each touch is innocent enough - an accidental collision as you reach for a tool or ingredient - but it’s clear that there’s something more happening beneath the surface.
You feel yourself growing increasingly drawn to Fred, and the effort it takes to maintain your professional facade becomes harder with each passing moment.
As the day winds down, the tension between you both is palpable, simmering just below the surface as you finish perfecting the joke product together.
“Thanks for your help, Evelyn,” Fred says, his voice low and intimate.
His gaze meets yours, and in that moment, it’s clear that he feels the connection too.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As you leave the shop, you can’t shake the feeling of anticipation for what might happen between you both.
The slow burn of desire has been building steadily over the past few days, and now it threatens to consume you completely.
Will you give in to the passion that’s growing between you?
Only time will tell, but one thing is certain: your life will never be the same again.