This too shall fuck you up - Chapter Two
The incredulous look in Draco’s eyes was suddenly replaced by one of intensity, to such a level that it sent a shiver down her spine.
“Granger,” he said slowly, “do you… remember?”
“Do I remember you exploding?” She asked shrilly. “It’s not exactly an easy thing to forget!”
“What was the last thing I said to you?” he asked urgently. “Tell me, Granger, please-“
Hermione narrowed her eyes. “Something incredibly inappropriate.”
It took two seconds for him to cross the length of the room and take her in his arms. He spun her around, her legs dangling uselessly over the floor, before she had a chance to react, “Granger!” he shouted, “You remember!”
“Get- GET OFF ME-” she exclaimed from somewhere beneath the open flap of his shirt.
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