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"Let's just sleep," Draco mumbled finally, pulling Hermione closer to his body with the little strengh he had left.
Hermione looked at Draco in contempt.
Draco opened his eyes as though it was the hardest thing he had ever done.
He sighed and stood up from the couch, facing her.
"Sorry, Weaselette, but you're going to have to see something you probably never wanted to see, and I want the professors to try and determine what this bloody white light is," Draco said, before he looked over at Hermione.
Hermione let out a breath.
"Hermione!" Draco shouted, but instead of sounding angry, he sounded excited.
"What's going on?!"
"If Draco is caught because of your antics, Weasley, you'll be answering to me."
"Hermione Granger! We heard a rumour that you have tattoos that you got in the muggle world, and we were hoping we could see them!"
"Is this what I think it is?" Bellatrix asked incredulously.
"Rot in hell," Draco said darkly, before reaching his palm out again and impaling the Death Eater right between the eyes.
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