Masked
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Its the night of the big masquarade ball and Hermione would like to be anywhere but there. Forced out of her comfortzone she sits in a corner far away watching everyone. She wishes she could slip away. Till a tall and mysterious voiceless man coaxes her into dancing with him. Only he never says a word even after her relentless questions she just gets a smirk, smile and a nod. But his deep eyes tell more then words ever could and when the music slows and is over he pulls her into a tender kiss that leaves her wishing she knew who was behind the mask. He leaves here there in the middle of the dance floor alone, will she ever find who he is?
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