Every Flavor

 

Ron always opens a package of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans with a special kind of desperate anticipation. After all, when they say every flavor, they mean every flavor, right? So somewhere, in some package, perhaps at the bottom, there must be a bean that tastes of sweetness, and surprise, and soft lips and skin, sweaty from Quidditch practice.

Somewhere there must be a bean that tastes of Harry, because Ron knows that he will never taste the real thing again.

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