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679 pages, ebook
First published July 31, 2021
She wondered if they had anything in common anymore, other than the terrible things they had been through. Had they ever had anything in common, other than always being at the wrong place at the wrong time?
“Because I know what it’s like to be without your parents. And with everything Malfoy has lost, he deserves to have his Mother around to watch him become a better man than his father was.”
“I’m sure Malfoy can stand one day without someone’s company. I’ll keep him occupied. Who knows, maybe we can argue over whose sandwich is better, or whether pickles belong on a ham and rye.”
Before the war, Hermione Granger hated Draco Malfoy.
After the war… well, she’s not sure.
“As much as it pains me to admit it, we’re all sort of glad you didn’t die choking on your own vomit or something.”
Hermione, bewildered both by Pansy inviting her out and being glad that Hermione was alive, drops her mouth as she tries to form words.
“Well don’t look so surprised, Granger,” Pansy grins, eyes teasing with their natural sultry smokiness. “I’ll be honest, if I ever had to take a guess at which unlucky witch or wizard would become an honorary member of Slytherin, you would not have been my first choice. But —Merlin forbid, I might regret this later —somehow, I’ve warmed up to you, and that bushy head of hair.”
How many times can you explode and put the pieces back together before you come completely undone?
She thinks for Draco Malfoy, she could do it for an eternity.