Warning: Language and mild s****l situation!
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Harry and Hermione sat on a couch in front of the fireplace. Winter has just started and Christmas was right around the corner. They couldn't even get each other gifts since they were still on a mission. At this rate, it won't be an exciting Christmas but they weren't complaining. After all, they still have each other.
It was late at night but neither teen could sleep. It was a quiet night, actually. Quiet and peaceful. It was as if Voldemort never existed. Unfortunately, he does indeed live... 'But not for long,' Harry thought.
They cuddled closer into each other's warmth. Though they were silent, they were comfortable in each other's company. There was rarely any awkwardness between them. But as the silence ensued, their m
