“And you two never did get that I actually grew up.” Flint, Malfoy & Parkinson friendship fic. After years an old maple tree and ashes bring the three Slytherins back together. But all have changed. They're broken now.

Ficlet. DP. 'The emerald grass swayed in the wind. And the world was beautiful.'

“--April nineteenth—“ “Oh,” she says, “it’s been a while then. God, it doesn't seem like we broke up that long ago.” ((DM&PP)