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A Room of Requirement Run-In
Hermione couldn't understand how this could be happening. A moment ago she had been holding Draco Malfoy in her arms--an incomprehensible and entirely bizarre thing in itself--and now, she was staring down a wand pointed savagely at her by none other than Bellatrix Lestrange. She could see the curse forming on her lips and she knew she had only seconds to act.
"Why are you here?" She asked quietly.
“Let’s go.” She said, taking his hand again and leading him towards the door. They had walked only a few steps when a horrible creak made them stop. Hermione and Malfoy whipped around: the door of the black cabinet was slowly opening.
Good Luck and Goodbye
“Let me protect you now,” she said gently.
She felt tears prick at her eyes again looking at the picture and she was about to toss it aside when a small title in the lower left column of the paper caught her attention: “SON OF INFLUENTIAL MINISTRY CONSULTANT MISSING—Pg. 5” it read. Hermione quickly flipped through and found the article, it was short, no more than a paragraph but the small photograph that headed it made her gasp.
Spills and Tumbles
She whipped around to find that Draco Malfoy had materialized in her bedroom.
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