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v. accident
dracoastoria
Winter is when they first meet, and she has tinsel through her curls and bells on her fingers. He, on the other hand, is wearing all black, his robes billowing importantly as he walks.
She is the receptionist with coffee for someone else clutched in her hand and a bundle of books tucked under her arm. He is the head of the entire department who doesn't even know her name.
It only takes a collision, hot coffee spilled down him, a rush of, "Oh, Merlin, I'm so sorry!" and a, "Watch where you're going next time," for everything to change.