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Shake the Disease
It could never happen. There was the…thing that happened at the Ministry. He was forbidden to talk of it, but he wished he could every time he saw Draco – that marble skin had taken on a grey tinge of late, those steel eyes were shadowed, dark hollows, like thumbprints in his pale face.
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