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Prologue: The Cursed Gift
"You will never know love unless you learn to give to someone who is less fortunate than you. Your Christmases will be plagued with unhappiness unless, by Christmas day you have learned to give to someone less fortunate than you wholeheartedly and with your love, then you will be spared and perhaps learn the true meaning of Christmas..."
Picking the Girl
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I think we should break up..."
She didn't answer. She looked like she was freezing cold. Her nose and her exposed fingers looked like they were turning blue. She looked like she had been trekking for a while. But uncaringly and without another word, he slammed the door in her face.
Never a Reason
"Let me do something nice for you Granger. Go ahead and look for a job, but at least stay until Christmas."
Simply A Disaster
"Why are you doing all this for me?"
The Magic of Music and Mistletoe
And so he began to move them, and Hermione awkwardly stumbled along until the music lifted her up and Draco’s smooth steps reminded her how to move in this new way.
"Draco has lied to you. He is not being kind to you of his own accord, but rather to save himself."
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