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"Okay," she said, a little uncertain about side-along apparating anywhere with Draco Malfoy.
"How have you been?" she asked, side stepping him and entering his house without waiting for him to ask her in.
That's how scared of Harry Hermione was; to ask Draco Malfoy to take it upon himself to enter her flat and make sure she was alive.
"You don't like it," Draco said, and it wasn't a question.
"Vain much?" Draco asked.
"Fine. It probably won't be for a while though, I want to figure out what's going on with the babies as well."
They entered the room and Rom, still as gangly as ever, stood up to greet them. Hermione was almost amused to see that Bryony had escorted him and wasn't looking at Hermione very kindly at all.
Ginny was speaking robotically, almost as though she had rehearsed everthing she was going to say ahead of time in a mirror. Her face was decidedly blank and Hermione glanced at Draco, who was looking slightly uncomfortable.
"Ruin your life?" Pansy asked, skeptically, "I'm hardly trying to ruin your life."
"He won't find you," Harry said through a clenched jaw, "He will never find you Hermione, and you're mine now."
"How long has he been gone?"
"Just stay with me," she whispered, gripping his hand so tightly it hurt.
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