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500 pages, ebook
Published March 7, 2022
“Could you... pretend that you like me? Just this once?”

Thomas laughed again. “Oh, please. Spare me the theatrics. It’s never been more clear that the two of you are a—”
Draco raised a warning hand. “If you say the word ‘match,’ I will slap you so hard your eyeballs will switch sockets.”
He wanted to have that. He wanted to take it from her. He wanted to pour every ounce of his pain and anger and violence and fear into her and have his release. He wanted to empty his despair into her and be free. He wanted to ruin her. He wanted to be free.
“I like your darkness.” He let out a startled noise that sounded horrifically like a choked sob, but she didn’t seem to mind
“I’m sorry to say it, mate, but staring at Granger from across a Muggle bar instead of the Great Hall does not friends make,” Theo said, clapping him on the shoulder.
“What are you talking about?” Draco asked, perplexed.
“Oh, this is precious,” Pansy exclaimed, clasping her hands in front of her chest.
Blaise stuck his hand out across the table. “Hello, Malfoy, we’re your best mates and we have eyes. Nice to meet you.”
What do you want?!” Draco yelled.
“We want to celebrate, of course!” Pansy said.
“Well, it’s my birthday—”
“Oh, I’m no longer celebrating that, mate,” Blaise said, falling into an armchair and crossing his legs. “I’m officially celebrating the fact that I’ve now seen the Golden Girl’s golden girls.”
(…)
Theo opened his mouth to speak, and Draco raised a hand in warning. “Relax, Draco darling, I was just going to ask what we’re doing tonight.” Draco let his hand fall and Theo added, “A rack like that needs a special celebration.”
What I mean to say is, thank you for giving him a chance, Hermione.”
Her laughter faded as she considered his words. That phrase didn’t really fit what had happened between them. She’d taken chances, taken risks, but it wasn’t as though there was a single moment when she’d made a conscious choice to see him differently. Both of them had just kept showing up. If anything, their friends had taken the choice out of their hands.