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Hermione could say nothing, and as she attempted to breathe for the final time, she blacked out completely.
“Oh, and one last thought before you go. Do try to kill off each other by 8 pm tomorrow.”
I’m not a killer… I’m not a killer… Her thoughts kept telling her, and Hermione’s whole body began shaking like her hand.
Patience Tied With Cruelty
Hermione let her arm rest at her side and she instantly thought of Draco. This had his name written all over it.
The Fight of Her Life
Conrad came on strong like a brick wall, and she could feel all of his weight on her as she struggled against him.
Roughly fourteen hours of running for her life had finally taken its toll and she suddenly wished that she was lying in a large tub, full of hot water and bubble soap.
Diversions and Mood-Killers
She turned to Draco and huffed. "Still think making camp was a good idea?"
Outnumbered and Losing Time
It was people like them who always smiled, and they had no right doing it until the battle was over.
A Race Against Time
“Fine, if we’re all going to die, might as well have some fun in the meantime."
Homebound for War
“What the hell were you thinking, Malfoy? Do you realize how risky this was?”
Sealing Fates and Condemnation
“She’ll be dead before you can even look in this direction.” Draco snapped. Hermione’s heart jumped twice at that, his tone sounding more serious than she had ever heard.
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