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Her multi-faceted, ruby-tinted hair is the first thing he notices, and at that moment, he is transfixed.

It happens at a time during which he should have known better. He knows better than to pursue a Gryffindor, let alone a filthy, tainted Mudblood. He knows better than to lust after one of his brother's closest friends. And he definitely knows better than to chase after a girl when he only has in mind a speedy shag against a cold stone wall.

But that hair, like a fishing net of deepest crimson, has been cast over him, and somewhere, in some far corner of his mind, he realizes that he doesn't care. In fact, he notices that he is actively embracing it.

In Lily's net, he is trapped in a prison of delicious torture.

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