Tumultuous
"Were you having a nightmare?"
"No, I can't say I was."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Yes, of course I'm sure."
"You sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure, for Merlin's sake. Keep your voice down – the children are asleep."
"You must have been having a nightmare."
"I wasn't. It was actually quite pleasant."
"Please! Let it have been a nightmare."
"Why does it even matter, Ron?"
"Because I heard you, Hermione! I heard you say his name!"
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At Malfoy Manor, it starts to snow. Draco Malfoy stays inside and stretches out beside the fire, in the arms of his wife, telling himself that she's warmer than the weather that rages outside.
The fire reflects off the window and the snow almost looks red.
Fin.
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