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Last Day Hermione Granger watched her peer bolt back another firewhiskey. She counted it as his fifth. She grabbed his hand and wrenched the bottle out of it. As his hand fell, so did his face, until it was inches from hers. She choked on the horrible stench of alcohol on his breath, and gagged on it as he brought his lips to hers. The delicious savor of cinnamon and honey was gone, and replaced by this revolting taste. She pulled back in disgust, and the youth fell onto the table, giggling. |
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One Last Night He wrapped his fingers around her hand and looked into her eyes. “I’ll Apparate to your house regularly. Tonight, you, me and Blaise, we’ll go out to celebrate the end of school. Now…” He cut himself off by pressing his lips to hers. |
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