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It wasn’t fair that he should find true love, a love that was for all eternity and not have that love beside him.
The room started to change in rapid-fire time and she began to feel sick to her stomach. She began to sway as dots flashed before her eyes and she fell back upon the ground in a dead faint.
Hermione believed him and it angered her that it happened so quickly. She didn’t know him. She should not trust him at all, but she did.
She felt a shiver rush over her body at remembering how it had felt being in his arms. She had felt safe for the very first time in years and it was all because of him.
He never thought it would happen. Had never dreamed that he would fight, not for profit or to save his own skin, but to insure that something precious to him survived.
For the first time in many years, Jack felt the crushing weight of fear settling in his chest, driving the air from his lungs and smothering his cocky, courageous heart.
She smiled luminously at him and felt her heart rate increase when he smiled back at her. There was something different in his eyes as he looked back at her; something close to affection, overshadowing his usual mischieviousness.
"I'm telling ya cap'n, the lass is not normal. Mark my words, she is trouble. She's weaving some kind of sorcery."
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