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    Molly tried her best. When Harry had told them, Arthur had asked excitedly, "is this a Muggle thing?" Hermione had hurried out a "no!" and a frantic history of gender diversity in the wizarding world.

    "It's just that I'm a girl," Harry had said, and Arthur had nodded and asked her about how telephone booths worked. He would call her by the right pronouns until the day he died at the respectable old age of one hundred and thirty three, and he would make it seem easy.

    But Molly had to try. Hermione explained things faster and higher-pitched every time Molly messed up a pronoun. Molly frowned and muttered and put extra potatoes on Harry's plate at breakfast. Harry slept in Ron's room, which didn't bother either of them but which made Hermione scowl.

    Harry got boxes of sweets and warm hugs, as Molly chewed things over. For her fifteenth Christmas, the Weasley sweater she would receive would be a bright, friendly, terrible pink.

    The next time Harry visited, Molly put her on Ginny's floor to sleep-- for some definition of sleep that involved Hermione hissing threats at three in the morning if Harry and Ginny didn't "shut up about Wronski feints, do you know what time it is."

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    There’s a lot on Nile’s mind on the night of her twenty-seventh birthday, least of all the fact that she’s stood underneath one of the most breathtaking natural wonders of the world and all she wants is to be back in Chicago.

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    "How old is this place?" she asked, turning in a circle to see it in 360. Nicky put a hand on her shoulder to point her between the pews, towards the altar.

    "Not as old as you think," he said. "They’ve added a lot of things, over the years. Everything you see-" He gestured at the intricate carving on the walls, the side chapels. "All younger than me, you know."

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    Sarwa is ladling stew into bowls and she hands the first one to Yusuf, who passes it to Nicolo and takes a drink from the now filled flask. “Is he your lover?” she asks.

    Yusuf chokes on water and Nicolo pounds his back, eyebrows peaked with concern.

    “I—” Yusuf pauses, wiping his streaming eyes.

    Sarwa looks at him, nothing but mild curiosity on her face.

    Yusuf glances at Nicolo. The firelight paints his cheekbones flickering gold, his eyes hooded and sleepy in the dim light.

    “I don’t know what he is,” Yusuf finally admits, still looking at Nicolo.

    Nicolo’s mouth quirks and he takes another bite of soup.

    “He looks at you like you belong to him,” Sarwa says.

    Nicolo keeps eating, oblivious to what they’re saying.

    “I think he belongs to me too,” Yusuf whispers.

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