------ ON HOLD ------ He leaned close again, and I felt as if I couldn't breathe, like he sucked all the oxygen out of me. I held his gaze, the silver enveloping me again, but this time warm, not intrusive. He persisted, tilting his head, slowly progressing towards me, eyes never leaving mine. Maybe in another univer...
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Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secr...