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The Veiled Truth
She didn’t know the exact moment she knew, but at some point she just did. Ron wasn’t Rose’s father....
She still had a hard time believing that he could be so selfish and completely thoughtless when it came to her feelings on the matter. But was resigned to the fact that what had happened was unchangeable...
There was no point in delaying the inevitable, unless of course the inevitable was him being beaten to death by his father’s cane. That he could delay. But maybe to die wouldn’t be so bad; he wouldn’t have to face the she-devil’s wrath if he did...
A Disconcerting Visit
Lucius Malfoy may have been a redeemed man but he was still a pureblood elitist. How would he react if he found out he had a half-blood grandchild?...
Will You Hate Me?
Today was the day; she’d convinced herself of that much. But before she became the lamb all those clichés talked about, she needed to know she’d at least have someone on her side...
The silence was killing her. She thought that maybe once she’d said the words she would feel relieved, as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. That was not the case...
It felt strange, looking at the little girl, seeing her in the flesh rather than in a framed picture. She looked so much like his son it was uncanny...
“Why can’t I see my mummy?” Rose asked, sniffing tearfully. “The mean man said I couldn’t see my mummy,” her hands fisted against the blanket. “Why?”...
If he thought that his money would suffice, then he was wrong. She didn’t need his money. Rose didn’t need his money. They would be perfectly fine on their own...
Early Morning Discussions
Hermione felt trapped. The walls seemed to be closing in on her, getting smaller and smaller with each passing second...
Malfoy or Weasley?
Memories of that night flashed before her eyes, causing an involuntary shudder to pass through her body. He was so close; she could smell the citrus of his shampoo...
Ron knew. Harry knew. Luna knew. And now so did she...
She didn’t know why she was opening up to him like this, making herself vulnerable...
A Helping Hand
How had it all gone so wrong?...
It was over. They were over. She was single, divorced...
Your Own Fault
The haughty, indignant look in those indigo eyes told Astoria all she needed to know. Her sister would never change...
“Miss Hannah said that we all looked like our mummies and daddies, but I told her that she was wrong. I said that I looked like you, my Dray-co.”...
The Hard Truth
Draco was seething. Concessions. He shuddered. Of course, being the Gryffindor she was, Hermione had to go and make bloody concessions...
Meant To Be
Passion – that’s what this was, this feeling. He brought out the passionate side in her, the side that had seemed long dead.
Epilogue - Thirteen Years Later
Draco laughed, brushing his lips against her forehead. The familiar action caused butterflies to flit about in her stomach, even now...
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