Cut From the Sky

"I'm stuck in a time loop, reliving November 2nd. This is the 111th time I've lived through today."

Draco stilled. His moody eyes, the tension in his hands where he gripped onto his umbrella, the careful mask of blankness flickering over his face - everything about him was so difficult and so very dear to Harry.

"Ah," said Draco, "and?"

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