Here is the next chapter. It's the second to last chapter and it's brought me a bit of sadness. I've really enjoyed working on this story so far and I'm really glad that you all enjoy reading it! But here you go! And I hope you all enjoy this!


Draco straightened his black tie in the mirror and fixed his black suit. He paced up and down his bedroom, looking out the window every so often. His mother was in the gardens of the Malfoy Manor, directing the workers around the estate.

It was the day of his and Hermione's second wedding and he couldn't be happier.

His mother was extremely irritated and even a bit angry when she found out that Draco and Hermione believed themselves to be married by the Post-It. She completely ignored it and took on the full brunt of the wedding planning, though she always asked Hermione for her input, putting her desires for the wedding before Narcissa's own thoughts for the wedding. Hermione and Draco decided to go along with Narcissa's wishes, knowing that she felt a bit cheated out of a wedding for her only son since they counted their Post-It as their wedding.

It was now framed and hanging over the king-sized bed in the master bedroom of the Malfoy Manor.

Narcissa continued with the wedding planning and the only thing Draco requested was that it be more of a Muggle-type wedding, so Amanda and Eric and some of his other friends from the hospital could go. The only people from the wizarding world he expected were his aunt, his cousin, Blaise and Pansy, and Harry and Ginny. He knew Hermione also invited the rest of the Weasleys, Neville Longbottom, and Luna Lovegood, but he never found out if any of them were actually coming.

He wanted the wedding to be small since he and Hermione were not the ostentatious type and Hermione vehemently agreed. They decided to have it at Malfoy Manor after Hermione and Draco's Post-It wedding five and a half months ago. Since then, they'd gone back and forth between staying at their flat and at the Manor. Hermione grew more comfortable in the house and even took the silencing charms off of a few of the paintings, spending long hours talking to Draco's ancestors. Draco thought she was a bit mad for doing so, but she enjoyed it all the same. Narcissa protested against having the wedding at the Manor, even offering up her own cottage since it was small, but Draco and Hermione won her over in the end. Narcissa didn't want them to have the stigma of the Manor looming over their wedding day, but Draco and Hermione insisted.

Draco stayed for a week at the Manor leading up to the wedding while Hermione stayed at their flat. He hated going to sleep every night since he was so used to falling asleep holding her and waking up to her. They spent every night on their mobiles together and Draco was tempted to Apparate to her side, but his mother was staying at the Manor as well. It was her only request that they be apart for the week leading up to the wedding and she warned them with an amusing look that it would make their wedding night all the more better. Draco burned the image of his mother talking about his wedding night from his brain and he sincerely doubted that any night between he and Hermione would be as good as the first night after the Ministry Ball or even the night of their Post-It wedding. And Narcissa absolutely refused to even acknowledge the Post-It as their official wedding.

So he and Hermione followed his mother's instructions, albeit begrudgingly and unwillingly.

"You ready, mate?" Blaise asked, entering Draco's old bedroom with a knock.

Draco looked away from the window and nodded, grinning widely. "Never been more ready for anything in my life. Is she here yet?"

"Going to sneak off to see the bride? Your mother would have my head." Blaise sat down on Draco's bed. He shook his head and took an old Snitch from Draco's nightstand and started playing catch with himself. "Nah, she's not here yet."

"How long until we start?"

Blaise smirked. "Impatient, are we?"

"Shut up, Blaise. I still haven't forgiven you for walking in on me and Hermione that one time."

Blaise laughed. "And yet I am still going to be standing up there next to you as your best man."

"I would have no other." Draco sat down on the bed. "I never thought I'd be getting married. To Hermione Granger, no less."

Blaise laughed again. He clapped a hand to Draco's hand. "And it's a real wedding. Not like that note you and her keep going on and on about. Pansy's still angry that we weren't invited to that one."

"Nobody was invited to that one."

Blaise laughed. "I assume I already saw everything that happened that night, didn't I?'

Draco rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I love her." He smiled and leaned back on his bed, thinking about Hermione.


"Are you nearly ready, Hermione?" Harry asked, knocking on the door to the bedroom.

"Yes," Ginny called. "Come in, Harry. I just need to put a freezing charm on her hair and she'll be perfect."

Harry pushed open the door and nearly gasped at the sight of Hermione in the mirror before her. "Wow, Hermione. You look great." He gave his wife a kiss on the cheek. "You, too, Ginny."

"Thanks," Hermione said, blushing a bit. "Thank you for giving me away today, too."

"Of course." He tried to kiss her cheek, but his wife pushed him away. "Don't mess up her makeup! You know she hardly ever wears any, so this is a special occasion."

"Of course it is," Harry said. "Her wedding day. To Malfoy." His nose wrinkled and he laughed. "But I am glad it's him, though. You two deserve each other."

"We should be getting on our way," Ginny said. "We don't want to be late, especially you, Hermione."

"Oh, of course not." Hermione stood up and carefully scooped up her dress. Harry helped her move to the living room while Ginny fretted around the room, picking up last minute things and counting down on her fingers.

"Mrs. Malfoy has the flowers, Pansy's bringing James, Mum has my purse." She looked around and smoothed down her hair. "I think I'm ready."

Harry shot her an amused glance. "Good." He looked at Hermione. "Now, is the bride ready?"

Hermione laughed and nodded. "Never been more ready for anything in my life. Especially since this is the second time I'm marrying him."

"That note does NOT count!" yelled Ginny, waving her finger at Hermione.

Hermione and Harry laughed. Clearly, she felt the same as Hermione's mother-in-law.

Harry kissed his wife's cheek and held out his hands to his wife and his best friend. They grasped it tightly and turned on the spot to Disapparate away.

Draco and Blaise walked down, onto the Malfoy grounds once the music started. Blaise clapped a hand to Draco's back and grinned as he stood next to Draco before the small crowd of people. Draco nodded to Kingsley, who was performing the ceremony, before turning to face his and Hermione's friends and family.

He glanced around and nodded at some of his friends from the hospital. He never befriended people easily and the people he did invite from the hospital, he did consider as friends. Scott Greene was there, with his wife, a witch. So were Eric and Amanda Anderson, with their baby, Anna, who was born six and a half weeks before schedule, causing a bit of a scare for the couple. Amanda held up the healthy Anna, making her wave to Draco from her seat. Draco smiled at his closest friend from the hospital.

He had never been friends with Neville Longbottom, but Hermione considered him to be a good one. Draco remembered that Longbottom had always been one of the subjects of his torture and while they both remembered it, they were civil to one another when they saw each other and neither brought it up. He had shown up to the wedding with Hannah Abbott and the pair of them were sitting with Luna Lovegood.

Prior to becoming friends with Hermione, Draco had never said a word to the Lovegood girl. He always thought she was strange when they were at Hogwarts and preferred to keep his distance rather than engage her in any type of verbal sparring. But now, while they weren't exactly friends, Draco found her to be entertaining and amusing. Especially when she and Hermione vehemently disagreed on something. Those were the only arguments that Hermione ever lost, even if she was right.

Draco looked around, listening to the music. His eyes settled on a number of redheads that he had longed ridiculed. After Hermione apologized to the Weasley family, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in particular, they welcomed her back with open arms. But on her part, things were different. Hermione didn't venture back to the Burrow unless it was a special occasion instead of visiting every week like she did when she and Ron were together. She loved them, Draco knew, as another family to her, but she knew they were a little hurt at Hermione choosing Draco. He knew that Mrs. Weasley never particularly cared for him, not forgiving Draco for his participation in the near-death of her son during his sixth year at Hogwarts.

But of all the people in that family, Draco was on good terms with George. He knew that the Weasley twin hadn't been the same since his brother died in the war and they somehow bonded. Draco recommended that he talk to Scott Greene and while Hermione pushed Greene away, George welcomed him with open arms and finally seemed to be getting better.

His eyes surveyed down to the front row, where Pansy was sitting with James. Draco knew that Ginny's mother would have preferred to be the one holding her grandson, but he and Hermione both wanted their godson to be close to them when they declared their love for one another before everyone.

He loved that little boy with all of his heart, even if he was the son of his biggest rival growing up. He loved taking care of James and seeing him grow before his very eyes. The child was already a year old and Draco could still remember when he was small enough to fit in one hand. He didn't like that he was growing up so fast, but Draco couldn't wait until James was old enough to play Quidditch.

He glanced at his mother, who was already sobbing her eyes out. His aunt sat next to his mother, holding her hand and smiling at Draco. Teddy sat next to her, looking a bit bored. He wore his father's brown hair for the day after his grandmother expressly forbid him to change his hair or any feature of his appearance before the Muggles that were invited. Teddy stuck his tongue out at Draco and Draco resisted the urge to laugh. He still hadn't forgiven Draco for telling him that Hogwarts was going to chuck him out.

Draco felt Blaise nudge his side and he turned his attention back down the aisle. Ginny walked down, in time with the music, and winked at him as she passed him to stand in front of Kingsley.

The music slowed down and Draco fought the urge to run down the aisle and drag Hermione back himself. He was nearly jumping on his spot as he waited for Hermione and Harry to appear at the end of the aisle.

As soon as she turned the corner and appeared before him, Draco felt his heart jump.

She looked so beautiful, more than anything and everything he had ever seen before. Her veil didn't cover her face, instead it flowed behind her. He liked it better that way; he loved seeing her face. Her grin stretched so wide that it covered her face. Draco knew she, his mother, Ginny, and Pansy spent hours looking for and trying on dresses, but Draco saw past it and was just happy to look into his bride's eyes.

Her eyes sparkled more than Draco had ever seen before. They danced in a passionate sort of way and shone brighter than ever before.

Her grin lowered into a smile, the one that she reserved just for him. A brief look of sadness passed over her eyes and Draco knew she was thinking about her parents.

He wished they were there, too.

She suddenly glanced up as if someone was calling her. A light breeze flowed through the air and a fresh gardenia seemed to be floating down toward her. Hermione's eyes flashed happily and she reached up to grab it. She held it up at Draco and smiled at him.

He gave her a slight nod and a matching smile.

She held it tightly in her hand and looked at Harry and nodded. The pair of them finally made their way slowly down the aisle.

"Finally," Draco thought. "She's finally going to become my wife."


"For the first time ever, I'd like to introduce Dr. and Mrs. Malfoy!" Kingsley's voice echoed around the grounds and Draco leaned down to kiss Hermione again.

Cheers erupted around them and Narcissa ran forward, throwing her arms around the happy couple. Draco put his arm around his mother, giving her a hug and a kiss on her forehead.

Draco and Hermione walked down the aisle, smiling and posing for quick pictures. Everyone stood up, mingling amongst each other and greeting the newlywed couple with their congratulations. Draco and Hermione walked around the gardens, heading toward the reception area, saying hello to their friends and family.

"Come on," Narcissa said. Her voice rang loud and clear. "Pictures, Draco, Hermione. Come here." She directed them to a spot in the garden. "Stand there, Draco. You too, Hermione."

Draco and Hermione hurried to the spot where Narcissa directed them. They stood for a long time, posing in a myriad of different ways for the camera—Muggle and wizard, alike. They were soon joined by Ginny and Blaise, as the matron of honor and best man, and later joined by Narcissa, Andromeda, Teddy, James, Harry, and Pansy.

"I'm hungry," whined Hermione in Draco's ear.

Draco laughed and kissed his new wife. "Me too," he whispered.

"All right, last one," the photographer said.

"Finally!" Draco and Hermione said in matching exasperated voices.

The photographer chuckled and quickly took their picture. "You're free to go now. Congratulations, again."

"Thank you," Draco said, shaking his hand. He led Hermione to the reception area, where they were the last ones to arrive and greeted with cheers and catcalls. A loud ringing echoed around them, brought on by the clanging of the spoons against the glasses.

Draco grinned at the small and crowd and pulled Hermione close. He leaned down and kissed her deeply to the cheers around them again. He gestured to their table and they both quickly sat down to finally begin eating. Draco took the gardenia from Hermione's bouquet and held it for a bit. He glanced at her with a slight smile.

"Your parents were here, you know that, right?" he said, holding up the gardenia.

Hermione's eyes shone brightly with tears as she took bites of her food. She nodded. "Yes, I know. They're happy with you, too."

Draco grinned. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

They resumed their meal, talking about their evenings and mornings spent without each other. Draco told Hermione about how Blaise tried to get him and Harry to go out and celebrate the last night of his bachelorhood, but Draco and Harry tricked him into staying at the Manor, just spending the evening playing poker. Hermione told Draco about how she, Ginny, and Pansy went out to a Muggle bar and had to quickly leave because Pansy nearly used her magic in public as if she had never been around Muggles before.

"I almost cast a spell on her so she wouldn't slip up today," Hermione said, laughing as she recounted the story.

Draco shook his head, laughing. "Those two…they are quite the pair, aren't they?"

Hermione laughed and nodded. She looked around the gardens, happy that everyone seemed to be smiling and having a good time. "I suppose we should make our rounds now that we've finished eating."

"Can't we just tell everyone to leave and make use of our bedroom?"

Hermione smirked and kissed his cheek. "I wish. But I love them and I know you do, too."

Draco just smiled and kissed her. He pulled her chair out and helped her up from her seat. They made their way around the tables, exchanging pleasantries and taking pictures.

When they approached the table where Draco's hospital co-workers sat, Draco held his arms out to Amanda, taking the baby from her. He nodded and said to everyone around the table before holding the baby before him.

"Anna Banana!" he exclaimed, cooing at her.

Hermione smiled at the sight. She gave Amanda a long hug.

"Congratulations!" Amanda exclaimed, hugging Hermione tightly. "I'm so happy for you guys! Especially now that it's official!"

"Thanks, Amanda!" exclaimed Hermione.

"And the Post-It was official!" added Draco.

"Whatever. It was just an excuse for the pair of you to act as husband and wife." Amanda hugged Draco with one arm and pinched her daughter's cheeks. "For some reason, she likes you."

"No, she loves me, LA." Draco kissed Anna's cheeks. Anna gurgled happily. "See? She loves me."

Amanda rolled her eyes as James came teetering towards them. Hermione quickly bent down and scooped him up in her arms and looked around for his parents. She waved Ginny down, showing that she had him. Ginny nodded and smiled.

"James, do you remember baby Anna?" she asked, holding James' hand and pointing it toward the baby.

James looked up at Hermione and back at Anna with curiousity written all over his young face. He leaned forward and stared at the little girl in wonder. Hermione, Draco, and Amanda laughed.

"I'm going to run to the loo," Amanda said. "I'll be back." She looked around and headed for the house to use the restroom.

Draco, still holding the baby, gave a nod to Eric and led Hermione and James to a quieter corner of the gardens. They sat on a bench and Hermione played with James amongst the flowers while Draco held on to Anna. Hermione and James were playing hide and seek when someone approached them from the shadows.

Draco stood up protectively, but pulled back when he saw who it was and angrily narrowed his eyes at the new arrival.

"It's mine and Hermione's wedding day, Weasley," Draco growled in a low voice. He held Anna tighter. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Draco!" scolded Hermione. She scooped James up in her arms, who started to whimper, and rubbed his back. She stood next to Draco and leaned into him. "What are you doing here, Ron?"

Ron looked embarrassed and turned red. He looked down and shoveled his toe into the grass. "I just…can I talk to you, Hermione? Erm…alone?"

"No, Weasley," Draco said, possessively. "She's my wife. Whatever you say to her, you say to me."

Ron glanced up and gave Draco a dirty look. He looked at Hermione pleadingly.

She shook her head at him and moved James onto her hip. He buried his face in her shoulder, a bit scared of the new arrival. "He's right, Ron. Draco's my husband now and whatever you say to me, I'm going to tell him anyway," she said in a kind voice.

James turned his head up to look at the uncle he didn't know and immediately buried his face into Hermione's shoulder again.

"Is this…is this Harry and Ginny's son?" Ron asked.

"James," Draco answered, pointedly. "That's his name. James. And yes, this is him."

James looked up again when he heard his name and whimpered when he saw Ron looking at him. He reached his arms up to Draco, who readjusted Anna into one arm and took James in the other. James quickly buried his face into Draco's neck and Hermione stood beside them, with her hand on his back.

"What did you need, Ron?" Hermione asked.

"I just…" He cast Draco an uncomfortable look before continuing on. "I was going to surprise my family today, so I came home. When I got to the Burrow, I saw…I saw the invitation on the counter. I guess, I just wanted to say…" He sighed loudly, clearly not wanting to complete his statement. "I'm letting you go, Hermione. You're obviously…happy with…Malfoy, so—so I'm letting you go."

"Well, thank you, Ronald." Hermione looked a bit taken aback at Ron's declaration. She gave him a small, encouraging smile.

Ron looked at Draco in defeat. "I guess you win, Malfoy." He gestured to Hermione. "You win her."

"Hermione's not anyone to win, Weasley," Draco angrily said. He felt James squirm in his arm and immediately regretted his tone. "She's not a trophy and she's certainly not anyone's property to win or lose."

Ron turned even more red. Draco could tell that he hated being proved wrong by him, of all people. James moved in Draco's arm and looked up. He placed a hand on Draco's cheek.

Draco looked down and smiled at his godson. "James," he said. "This is your uncle." He looked back at Ron. "You really should get to know him. Your nephew." James buried his face in Draco's neck again.

"Ron…" said Hermione. "I think you should go. But I hope we can be friends. We have been through a lot together and it would be such a shame if it was all flushed down the toilet."

Ron nodded and gave her a hopeful smile. "I'd like that, Hermione." He looked at Draco and gave him a small nod, but said nothing as he walked away toward the Manor gates.

Hermione turned to Draco and tried to pry James from Draco's arm. He wouldn't budge and she gave up, instead taking Anna from Draco's other arm and snuggled her close.

"Thank you," she said, grinning up at him.

"You're welcome," Draco answered. He sat on the bench and bounced James on his knee and nodded to the seat next to him. Hermione sat down and rocked Anna. "For what?"

"For what you said to Ron." Hermione kissed Draco deeply. "About me not being a trophy." She kissed him again.

James looked up at them and grinned. Draco laughed and ruffled his untidy hair. "I think James—"

"Where have you two been?" Narcissa's shrill voice interrupted them. "It's your wedding day and the two of you are hiding here? You are supposed to be out there, entertaining your guests!"

Draco and Hermone exchanged a glance.

"Get out there!" Narcissa cried out, gently pushing them back towards the reception. "Hurry!"

Once Draco and Hermione emerged from the corner of the gardens, Ginny hurried over to them.

"I saw Ron leaving, what did he do?" she asked, not giving any other greeting. James reached for her and she took him into her arms.

"He was…letting me go," Hermione answered with a strange look toward Draco. Draco raised an eyebrow and took Anna from Hermione's hands. He went over to Amanda and Eric and handed Anna back to them and sat for a bit, talking to his friends.

"What?" Ginny looked confused. "When did he even get here? I thought he was still in Romania."

"Today, he came back today," Hermione answered.

"Who came back today?" Pansy asked, approaching them. She handed Ginny and Hermione a glass of champagne. "Weasley? I saw him leaving."

"Did everyone see him?" Hermione asked, exasperated. She drained the champagne in one gulp.

Ginny and Pansy exchanged a glance. "Maybe."

"So he really said he was going to let you go?" Ginny asked.

"That's what he said?" asked Pansy.

Hermione nodded. She told them what happened between her, Draco, and Ron.

"Good thing Draco and James were there," Pansy said in a teasing voice. "Otherwise, he might've tried to sweep you off your feet. And we could've seen the brawl of the century. My money's on Draco. He can be very underhanded, even though he's changed. You know, Slytherin ways and all."

Hermione rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Whatever, Pansy."

Pansy laughed and rubbed James' back. She made a goofy face at him. "Hey, Ginny, at least James isn't an illegitimate godson to Draco and Hermione anymore."

Ginny laughed. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Ginny!" Narcissa called out to her, beckoning her forward. "Put James down, it's time for your speech! Hermione, find Draco and stand beside him."

Ginny nodded and handed an unwilling James to Pansy. Pansy swung him around, causing him to erupt in laughter, while Hermione sought her new husband, who was now talking to Harry and George.

"Hey, husband," Hermione said, sidling up to Draco. "Mum said they're doing the speeches now, so she directed me to stand beside you."

Draco nodded and gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek, but finished his story to Harry and George. He was evidently telling them about Ron crashing the wedding. He nodded at them as he and Hermione headed back for their seats and sat down. Draco took a long sip of firewhiskey and passed the glass to Hermione. She took a sip and leaned into Draco's arm, wrapping her arm around his shoulders. Draco wrapped an arm around Hermione's waist and pulled her close.

Ginny stood on the stage and cleared her throat. "Excuse me, everyone, maid of honor about to speak here!" All the chattering around the gardens stopped at once. Ginny grinned. "Thank you! I always wanted to silence a room."

"Oh, Merlin!" snorted Pansy.

A ripple of laughter echoed in the gardens.

Ginny narrowed her eyes at her. "Well, like I was saying, maid of honor about to speak here. I'm Ginny Potter and Hermione has been one of my best friends for as long as I can remember. She is like a sister to me. Draco, on the otherhand, I hated until the day my son was born. Still do sometimes, but my son adores him."

"Hey!" called out Draco.

Everyone laughed.

"Just kidding, Draco," Ginny said, grinning. "Anyway, I've known Hermione for a long time and I have to say that I have never seen her happier than when I've seen her with Draco. They really complete each other, although I never would've guessed it was so before. But I guess that's what life is about. Growing and learning from our past. And there is no one that's learned that lesson more than Draco and Hermione. They are happy with one another, they love each other, and most importantly, they understand each other. I know that Draco would always love and protect the girl that I've come to see as my sister, although Hermione would probably protect him better than he could protect her." Everyone laughed again. "And I know that he will do everything in his power to make her happy. I love both of you and I wish you both all the happiness in the world." She held up her champagne glass. "To Draco and Hermione and a life full of joy."

Everyone in the gardens raised their glasses and repeated what Ginny said.

"And might I say, that Post-It does NOT count!" Everyone laughed again and Narcissa nodded vehemently. Ginny smiled and waved at everyone before passing the microphone to Blaise.

Blaise grinned at everyone in the garden and drained his firewhiskey. He held up his glass before setting it on a nearby table. "I would just like to point out that I firmly believe that the Post-It was real." He winked at Draco and Hermione and readjusted his tie. "So what can I say that hasn't already been said?" He flashed a smile at everyone. "I just thank Draco for not dragging out asking Hermione to marry him as he did to declare his love for her."

Pansy and Ginny shouted their agreements.

"See, they agree with me," Blaise told the room with a smile. "Hermione came back into Draco's life unexpectedly and completely shook up his world. I'm sure his doctor friends will agree with me when I say that when Hermione came back into Draco's life, he changed. Not completely and not in a bad way, but all of a sudden, he had lunch dates and movie dates…he finally had a life outside the hospital."

"That's for sure," murmured Amanda.

Draco shot her a dirty look and she stuck her tongue at him.

Blaise grinned and nodded and pointed to her. "Yes, Amanda knows!" He laughed. "But, seriously, the circumstances may not have been the best when Draco and Hermione reconnected, but I have a firm belief that they helped each other. They needed each other then and like Ginny said, they complete each other now. Draco, I'm glad you finally decided to settle down. Hermione, I'm infinitely more happy that you are the one that Draco decided to settle down with. You're the only one who keeps up with him and the only one who can handle him. Hermione, Draco, I wish you the best and a lifetime of happiness. Congratulations to you both. May you have more…Post-It weddings in the future."

Draco and Hermione led everyone in an applause, but were interrupted by the sudden clanging of glasses. They leaned into each other and gave one another a long kiss.

After the speeches were through, it seemed as though all formalities went out the window. The band struck up a series of fun and upbeat songs and Draco took his new wife out on the dance floor, surrounded by the rest of their friends and family. The reception ended well into the morning and Draco and Hermione happily waved everyone goodbye.

"Finally," Draco whispered, pulling his wife close. They stood in the entrance hall and gave each other a gentle kiss. Draco smiled and rubbed her arms up and down.

"Finally," Hermione repeated. She wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and hugged him tight. "I love you, you know that?"

"I love you, too. Wife."

Hermione grinned. "I like the sound of that."

"What? The 'I love you?' Or the 'wife' part?"

She kissed his jaw and moved closer to him. "Both. Thank you. Husband."

Draco grinned. "You really need to stop, you know that?"

"What?"

"Thanking me. I love you, I'd do anything for you." He kissed her. "So you could stop thanking me." He took her hand and started to lead her up the stairs. "Let's go and enjoy our wedding night, shall we?"

Hermione laughed and followed him closely. "Nobody's walking in on us this time, are they?"

"Already put up the Anti-Apparition Charms and Locking Charms. Nobody's getting in this time."

Hermione grinned and ran up the stairs, dragging Draco behind her.


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