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Last.
In the midst of their spontaneous lovemaking session, she hoped that her tears weren't touching his skin.
"I love you so much, Oliver," she said softly.
"I love you too, Katie," he answered without hesitation.
She couldn't tell him that the charm on her necklace was blazing hot against her naked skin. She couldn't tell him that her enchanted galleon from Dumbledore's Army was beckoning them to fight a war.
This time might be our last, she thought. So make it last.
His eyes were shining with oblivious joy.