Chapter 35: The Vanishing Cabinet
Luckily, Draco recovered quickly. The day he left the hospital wing I hugged him and pressed my lips to his playing with his pale hair. "I'm so glad you're back." I smile. "I'm so glad I can see you again." Draco fingers my hair. Hermione walks in. "You two do know it's only been two days? Right?" I laugh. "Obviously, but with Draco, it feels longer." He laughs and hugs me again. As we walk we talk about our fathers and how much they drive us up the wall. "He just wants me to be a Death Eater. I really don't. I mean, I don't want to be remotely good or anything but definitely not a Death Eater." Draco tells me. "I'm the same way. It's not how I want to live my life." I sigh. I pull down my left sleeve containing my Dark Mark sighing again, more deeply. We start to head in the direction of
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