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"Truce?" Harry held out his hand hopefully with a weak smile.
"I thought I was an obsess-"
"Oh shut up, Malfoy." He bit back, but there was no real spite in his voice.
Throwing his head back with a chuckle, he shook Harry's hand, electric sparks flowing through their touch. "Truce.".
[an ongoing eighth-year drarry fic, updates on sundays]