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Bride
Part 5: You Are Awakening
By Callisto Callispi

They ate dinner silently, as they usually did. Yet this time, the silence seemed to weigh them down like a thick woolen blanket. Draco would not stare at her. The candle light flickered most annoyingly.

Hermione did not wish to speak. Her lips still tingled.

She had seen and read a bit about things like kissing. The master owned a wide selection of books, ranging from the thickest tomes of Arabian history to the thinnest Yankee penny novels of cowboy stories (though she could not imagine Draco reading those and suspected him of importing them for her enjoyment). Draco's impulsiveness to share his life with her knew no limits, it seemed. He hardly denied her anything, and Hermione's hand fell upon various sorts of books that ladies should not have read.

Perhaps he meant for her to find it, for even a spare silver button did not elude his perception...

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