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    With the wizarding world on lockdown due to a magic-draining pandemic, Harry is stuck in Grimmauld Place, bored and alone—until the ghost of Draco Malfoy shows up to haunt him.

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    16 Feb 2026

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    “Malfoy,” Potter called, annoyed, and then again, louder, when Draco didn’t respond. “Come on. I’m here to rescue you, you prick.”

    Draco looked around himself, at the cottage and the garden and back through the hallway toward the table he’d set for two. A bumblebee ambled past, scalloping lazily through the air. “I’m not in need of rescue at this time.”

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    16 Feb 2026

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    Everything was harder out here in the cold reality. The colors faded under the moonlight. The world was too real around them. The future bent and shimmered, a slipshod sea of potential in a world that didn’t care what he wanted. What either of them wanted. There was beauty in that, too, Draco thought. To have the choice; to shape the world, or to try. He could owl Pansy, maybe. He barely remembered what they had fought about.

    “I followed you,” Potter said, meaning a mirror, meaning a bathroom, meaning a life that wasn’t real, but that could be. “Would you do the same?”

    “I can try.”

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    Years after the war, Draco Malfoy works in the International Portkey Terminal, living a life of people-watching and paperwork.

    Around the same time, Harry Potter starts getting sent on work travel. A lot of work travel.

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    15 Feb 2026

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    “How was liaising, dear?”

    Potter started at the sound of his voice, his head whipping around to take in Draco, sitting at his bedside in days-old clothes. “Liaised a curse right into my sternum,” he said, rubbing the palm of one hand against his chest through the thin fabric of the hospital gown. “How long have I been out?”

    “Three days.”

    “Oh.” Potter tried to sit up, but slumped back down immediately with a hiss of pain. “Is there- yeah, thanks,” he said, as Draco handed him a glass of water. “So, you’re here.”

    “Clearly.”

    “So, I guess they told you I’m a… dragon tamer?”

    “Try again, Potter.” Draco sat back, crossing his arms.

    “Curse breaker?”

    “Better.”

    “Racecar mechanic?”

    Draco rolled his eyes. “Now you’re not even trying. Unspeakable Potter.”

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    Harry's surprised that Draco didn't have wards up preventing mortally wounded former school mates-turned-ghosted work fellows from bursting into his house.

     

    In Harry's addled mind, this seems like a great opening line to say to Draco's gobsmacked face. He doesn't get that far, though.

     

     

    Or: Harry gets hurt, Draco is a vanishing alchemist who may or may not be able to save the day, but under no circumstances are either of them willing to talk about Their Feelings.

    Well. Maybe "mortal peril" circumstances will do it, actually.

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    15 Feb 2026

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    “Were you sleeping with Rose Landry?” LeClaire asked, and Ilya felt his entire world flip upside down.

    Ilya scoffed and sank into the chair. He stared at his lap and, for a second, wished he could just say yes. It would have been easier. A simpler explanation. Something everyone else could swallow. “No,” he answered instead. “I was not sleeping with Landry.”

    Coach sighed, the weight of it settling uncomfortably in the office. “So it was Hollander, then.”

     

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    Ilya gets called into his Coach's office after Rose and Shane start dating and an uncomfortable conversation takes place. Ilya realizes some things. Also he may need to stop reading his thesaurus.

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    14 Feb 2026

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    “You will not be so nice when we beat you,” Ilya told Shane Hollander, holding onto his hand, not letting him pull away. Not yet.

    But Hollander’s brow furrowed, not in anger but in confusion. “Ah, um, sorry,” Hollander said. “Merci. My English is bad. Worse… than you. Maybe slower?” And he leaned in, like that would help him understand.

    Ilya’s eyebrows rose, and his smile widened.

    Or, Ilya Rozanov grew up in Russia. Shane Hollander was raised in France. When they first meet, neither of them can speak English very well. Somehow, it’s easier to understand each other when words aren’t getting in the way.

    (Stand-alone remix of “I’m Reading Your Lips (You’re Speaking My Language)” but this time neither of them are native English speakers, and learning a new language is sort of like falling in love, if you think about it.)

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    11 Feb 2026

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    Hollander won the Rookie of the Year Award, which they had all known he would. Yes, Ilya’s performance had been exceptional, but Shane Hollander was untouchable. He was perfect. Ilya was not.

    His speech was eloquent and careful and practiced, in English, of course. His accent sounded no stronger than most of the other Québécoise players. He talked about gratitude and hard work and Ilya had to fight off a sneer at how disingenuous it was. Who had written it for him, he wondered. Who had practiced with him to pronounce his ‘h’s, his ‘th’s? Who was telling him to take his voice away?

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    Sochi Olympics, 2014.

    "MASSIVE ICLOUD HACK REVEALS PRIVATE PHOTOS, MESSAGES, VIDEOS OF HUNDREDS OF OLYMPIC ATHLETES"

    Ilya feels a trickle of unease down his spine. He shakes it off impatiently as he clicks on the article.

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    08 Feb 2026

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    For the first time since he had woken up that morning in Sochi to Ilya's call—maybe even for a while before that—Shane feels completely at peace. Somehow, some way, he knows that they'll weather the storm that's sure to keep coming from all of this and get out soon.

    Together.

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    Lance figures that he should probably be freaking out about the fact that he can't remember anything and definitely has amnesia, but the much more pressing matter is the fact that he's obviously been kidnapped. So, he's freaking out about that instead.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    “Holy shit!” Lance shouts, leaning forward in his seat. “We’re in space?”

    “I’m dating an idiot,” Keith mutters. It registers in Lance’s brain several moments later, because he’s still flipping his shit because they’re in space, but then—

    “Wait, did you say dating?”

    Keith just glares even harder out the window, meanwhile Lance keeps gaping at the attractive guy by his side because, seriously, are they actually dating?

    “Dude, did you say dating?” Lance repeats. “Because my first thought when I saw you was that you were hot. Holy shit.”

    “How is this my life,” Keith says, but Lance can see his cheeks growing pink underneath his helmet.

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    Evgenia Alexeyevna Rozanova is nine years old when her grandfather dies, and she meets Shane Hollander. This is the first time she speaks to him. It is not the last.

    Or: Zhenya Rozanova grows up. She has some help along the way.

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    05 Feb 2026

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    “Are you really waiting for me?” she cuts in, too loudly, too bluntly.

    “Ilya asked about your favourite colour last week so we’d know how to paint your bedroom.”

    It can’t be that simple. She wants it to be. She wants it so badly she thinks she might die.

    “I want purple,” she sniffs, scrubbing the heel of her hand across her cheeks and swiping under her nose.

    “We know,” Shane replies.

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    “I do not have the words,” Ilya murmurs, lowering his head so that their foreheads are nearly brushing. “You have taken them straight from the center of me, moy lyubimyj. It would—I would not be myself if I did not have love for you strung through my soul.” His mouth curves up, even as Shane's face blurs through the tears. “You are my greatest—” He shakes his head, his hands drifting up, clad in the matching mittens of Shane. “If there is something that I was born to do, sweetheart, it was to love you.”

    “Ilya,” Shane breathes out, a wretched, tenderhearted expression on his face. He looks as though Ilya has torn at the core of him, has unwound some great secret and pulled it into the light. He looks as though he is love made flesh, beautiful and mutable and ruinous.

    You said my name and offered your hand, Ilya thinks, and oh, how many years have they bled for this honesty, for this peace, and I was lost.

    OR: Of all the aftermaths Ilya had imagined, he was never so greedy as to hope for this.

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    31 Jan 2026

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    “But every time we came together, I felt like I was a step closer to understanding, a moment closer to knowing, and it was terrifying and so fucking exhilarating. And then, one day, I woke up, and suddenly, it was like oh, here's this other thing I'm good at.” He sniffles, his eyes so wide Ilya can see the stars speckled in their abyss. “I woke up and thought, I'm good at being so in love with Ilya Rozanov that it's changed me down to my bones.”

    Ilya can't blink, even as tears begin to build again in his waterline. He can hardly breathe as he watches Shane.

    “And now,” his mouth twitches, “it's like, well, duh, of course I'm in love with you—you're my whole heart. My home. The place I feel safest at, and all those years ago, I was right when I said I wanted to get married at the rink, because really, what I was chasing is the feeling that you give me.”

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    He watches Hollander’s eyes track over the laundry detergent sitting on a shelf, the amount in the hamper and back to the machine, and it’s as obvious as if he’s got a little thought bubble actually hovering above his head— “you want to start a load of laundry,” he says, snickering a little.

    “It’s just— we’re on the road again in two days, and all my normal stuff is dirty,” Shane says, reaching for the hamper and sifting through to grab only the lighter colors.

    “Okay,” Ilya says. He’s still hard, and he presses a hand to the bulge under his pants, ostentatious, a blatant display as Hollander turns to look at him. “You do your household chore in middle of sexy hookup. I will go get naked and lie in your bed, and if you can tear yourself away, maybe you get there in time for me to get inside you before I come.”

    Hollander’s eyes darken, flickering down to Ilya’s hand pressed against his groin. “Uh. Give me like. Thirty seconds. A minute.”

    And, indeed, it can’t be longer than a minute later that Hollander is naked and climbing on top of Ilya on the bed, the low rumble of the washing machine providing a soundtrack to their embrace.

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    29 Jan 2026

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    Shane grins, and tilts to press a kiss to the tip of Ilya’s nose. “Yeah, that’s exactly it. It’s only you. I think the things I need when I’m alone, the peace, the… the chance to re-set my brain and think things through and let some of the pressure go. I think all of those things, I can still get them when you’re around. You don’t count.”

    “That,” Ilya says, because after all, he knows Shane pretty well in return, “is most romantic thing you ever say to me.”

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    After the events of I Like Jane For You, the public reacts to Rozanov and Pike as secret friends.

    Conveyed through text threads, social media, and news articles.

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    26 Jan 2026

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    @haydenpikemetros ☑️

    [image stack: Ilya and Shane standing in the cottage kitchen having a private conversation, heart eyes at each other // Shane holding Amber with Ilya in the background // Ilya in a Metros sweatshirt // Ilya with the twins climbing on him with Shane laughing in the background]

    Ok I can share these now? Because they are some of the cutest pictures ever taken and they were rotting away in my other locked folder. Glad I can share them. The world needs to know how adorable they are. Proud of my best friends Uncle Shane and Uncle Roz. 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

     

    @ilyarozanov81 ☑️ take this down it is too intimate

    @shanehollanderhockey ☑️ thank you buddy

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    Six months ago, Shane’s intimate conversation and break-up with Rose Landry was recorded and leaked. In those six months, his life had completely upended and everything had changed, for better or for worse. Except for Ilya. He still has Ilya, and he’s beginning to understand that he always will.

    It’s 2018. Shane Hollander has to figure out his new life, in a new city, on a new team, while being out to the world but not by his own choice. Ilya, along for the ride, also has to learn what it means to be connected to a place, to a person, and to his own inner truth.

    (Sequel to “something you can fix,” set post-Heated Rivalry, pre-The Long Game)

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    24 Jan 2026

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    “You are my home,” Shane said easily. He put his fingers on top of Ilya’s chest, just the fingertips first, then spread them out, splaying his fingers wide over his heart. “Um, I’ve thought a lot about something you said when I first moved here. You were talking about roots, having shallow roots in some places and deeper but less… I don’t know, fulfilling roots in Moscow. I know it’s sappy, but-”

    “Sappy is like trees,” Ilya interrupted. Shane glanced up, frowning at him, but Ilya was smiling, broad and happy. He put his palm on Shane’s chest, mirroring him. “Trees have roots. All my roots are wrapped around you, Shane Hollander.”

    “Yeah,” Shane croaked, throat tight. “That’s exactly what I was trying to say.”

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    Maybe if the video ended there, Shane thought, it would be okay. Okayish. Still incriminating. Still a fucking disaster. Still embarrassing, to have his breakup with this beautiful actress filmed and disseminated on Reddit of all fucking places, but not a nail in his coffin, burying him alive. But the video didn’t end there.

    “Can I ask if you’ve ever been with another guy?” she had to ask.

    And he, tears visible in his eyes, had to nod.

    Just once. Just a single nod.

    Why did he have to nod?

    “Have you ever told anyone that before?” He shook his head. “Was it different? With a guy?”

    “Of course.”

    Of course.

    “Was it better?”

    “Yes.”

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    Shane’s conversation with Rose is secretly recorded. Months later, after the All-Star game and Ilya’s confession in Russian, the video gets leaked online. Shane is outed to the world while Ilya is in Russia, and must now finish the 2016-2017 season with the entire world in on his secret.

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    21 Jan 2026

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    “I’m going to Boston,” he repeated.

    Ilya’s voice cracked. His tongue creaked over the rumbled r as he asked, “Really?”

    Shane dropped his phone, for once in his life completely uncaring about cracks and scratches—actually, fuck it, he still wished the thing would break—and seized Ilya’s face. “Boston,” he repeated. “Really.”

    Ilya kissed him so hard he knocked Shane off his chair, and they both tumbled to the ground.

    “Boston,” Ilya said into his mouth, words slurring because his tongue was rather preoccupied. “Boston. Fucking Boston? The fucking Bears?”

    “The fucking Bears,” Shane gasped, grabbing his hair and pulling.

    “The fucking Bears!” Ilya yelled, pushing up, a wild look in his eyes. “My fucking team! You are playing in Boston, on the Bears, for my fucking team?”

    “Our team,” Shane said, and Ilya lunged down and kissed him again hard enough to knock Shane’s skull into the brick patio. “Ow, ow, ow-”

    “Sorry, sorry,” Ilya said immediately, hauling him up. “Sorry, fuck, sorry. The fucking Bears?”

    Shane was sure his smile was blinding, edged with hysteria, but joyous and crazed and utterly ruinous. “The Bears.”

    “Hollander and Rozanov on the starting line, the fucking power play, Hollander and Rozanov—we are going to fucking win the Stanley Cup!” Ilya yelled so loudly that his voice echoed all the way across the lake and back to them, and Shane was laughing just as hard. “Fucking fuck, we are winning the Stanley Cup! Fuck Scott Hunter and his boyfriend, we are fucking power couple!” He launched to his feet and dragged Shane up with him by the wrists, spinning him around wildly.

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    Derek’s eyes are red, Peter’s are blue, his are gold, and Isaac is gone.

    He understands, of course he does, Scott's life has been completely turned head over heels, and considering that's kind of mostly Stiles's fault, it's not like he can blame Scott for it. So he needs the summer to get his shit together - Stiles has stuff to do too, that's fine.
    This is kind of a total lie, which is probably why when Peter crawls through his window three weeks in, he bursts out with, "Thank fuck, yes, okay, absolutely," instead of, you know, screaming and crying.

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    21 Jan 2026

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    Pike handed over the phone, unlocked. Cliff got his phone out and pulled up Ilya’s contact alongside ‘Lily’s’.

    Holy. Fucking. Shit.

    He was a fucking genius.

    “Holy shit, I was right!” Cliff leapt up from the seat. “Jane is Shane and Lily is Ilya! Holy fuck, I’m a fuckin’ genius. Just call me Poirot, motherfucker!”

    (cliff visits shane in hospital. him and hayden get chatting about lily and jane. cliff puts the pieces together)

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    18 Jan 2026

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    Special bookmark for this one. I loved it, and I’ll always eat anything up with Cliff and Hayden. GoldenGalaxies you’ve done it again!!!

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    If Shane had had a good, close friend, a confidante, somebody he could talk to about whatever was happening between him and Ilya Rozanov, and that good close friend got it in their head that maybe Shane liked Ilya, had feelings for him, one of the first things Shane would say to refute it would be: but he smokes.

    Shane, Ilya, cigarettes - a love triangle for the ages.

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    18 Jan 2026

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    When Ilya kissed him he kissed him hard, his hands even grabbier than usual, the full-on offensive disorienting, and it took Shane a while to register something was different. Ilya didn’t taste like mint, and he didn’t taste like cigarettes.

    After a few half-hearted tries Shane managed to pull away. He asked, “How long has it been since you smoked?”

    “Oh my God,” Ilya said, squeezing Shane’s ass to draw attention to what Shane was interrupting. “Serious?”

    “Yes,” Shane said, pulling away a little further, like there was any possibility that Ilya not answering would be a deal breaker.

    “Couple weeks,” Ilya said.

    Shane kissed him, hard. Ilya laughed into his mouth, started manhandling him toward what Shane hoped was the bedroom.

    “You like that?” Ilya asked, kissing along his jaw.

    “Yes,” Shane said.

    “More than a couple weeks, then,” Ilya said, and breathed it into Shane’s ear: “Sixteen days.”

    Shane jumped into his arms, and Ilya laughed again.

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    They’d considered it—Shane being gay. It’d been an option. But Ilya Rozanov and the way Shane looks at him like he’s the love of his life has blindsided them. Blindsided both of them, and there’s almost nothing Yuna likes less than being blindsided. 

    She’s not mad, David wants to say. We’re so proud of you. We’re so happy for you. We just didn’t know. 

    Somehow we missed it, you falling in love.

     

    or, what David Hollander and Ilya Rozanov talk about while Shane and Yuna are outside in episode six.

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    14 Jan 2026

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    Sweet

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    After a mix-up leaves Hayden with the wrong phone for three days, he ends up learning more about Ilya Rozanov and his secret girlfriend, Jane.

    Another Hayden-Finds-Out, because we can't have too many.

    *now with the extra continuing Hayden-Rozanov friendship text threads*

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    14 Jan 2026

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    Hang it in the Louvre this was hilarious

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    Never mind the next two weeks, the next eight hours stretched endlessly in front of him. He had no idea how to occupy his time. His house was basically empty, which sounded sad but was really a good thing, evidence he’d built himself the life he wanted – where he always had something to do, outside and with other people. Ilya had been restless for as long as he could remember, had never been able to sit still. He’d gotten in trouble for it as a kid at the dinner table and he got in trouble for it as a full grown man on the team bus. He’d gotten in trouble for it when the doctors had been trying to take the x-ray, his leg jumping without his permission.

    Ilya gets injured, stops leaving the house, loses his mind, learns to read tarot, and sends Shane Hollander a lot of photos.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    Still he ate it, because he was hungry and because he hated food waste, and because Shane Hollander had gotten it for him. That shouldn’t have been a consideration but it was. For some reason Shane wanted him to eat well. Ilya couldn’t hold any of those possible reasons in his head for longer than two seconds.

    Ilya sent back a photo of the bowl, scraped clean.

    Lily: Proud of me?

    Jane: Yes!

    There should have been a patina of sarcasm over that exchange. Ilya stared at it, heart beating way too fucking hard, then held down on the two messages and tapped delete, the way he knew Shane did with the dirtiest things Ilya sent him.

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