Because This Must Be

There was a knock on the door which was quite odd. Nobody actually owned the safe houses, so knocking was uncommon. A second later, the door did open, and in walked a tall man in dark robes. He pulled his cap from his head, wet from the storm, and that was when Hermione saw it. The smattering of platinum blond hair was unmistakably his. Draco Malfoy had walked through their threshold and was looking at them.

"Oh, for fuck's sake," he muttered.
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