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Her eyes fluttered open as the beating of her heart drowns out the gasp that came out of her mouth. Hermoine wiped the sweat off her forehead and checked her clock. 

2am.

Again. This had been the third time she had been awoken this night by her nightmares. They had haunted her, even after the defeat of Lord Voldemort. Dementors still visited her in her sleep and Hermoine knew that the laughter of Bellatrix Lestrange would be forever imprinted at the front of her mind. Nothing could help. There were just some things that magic couldn't cure.

Rubbing her hands in an effort to stop them from shaking so much, she decided there was only one way to stop all the madness that had been following her. To confront one of the reasons why she was in their position in the first place;

Draco.

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