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“You aren’t overheating in that?” She shook her head. “I promise I’m not attempting to seduce you in a grubby muggle pub.” “You know I only allow myself to be seduced in libraries,” she said. He did know. He knew it very well. In fact, their first kiss -- if one could refer to such a monstrously hungry convergence in as simple a term as "kiss"-- had been in the Restricted Section of Hogwarts Library when they'd been back for an alumni event two summers ago. “Mmm, yes, only in libraries, and our office, and my townhouse, and that one alleyway in–” she covered his mouth to stop him. “Are you calling me easy?” “Never. I worked damned hard to become someone even moderately worthy of your attention.” Hermione rolled toward him until he was forced to lay on his back. She curled into him, her face buried against his chest. “Dolohov cursed me in fifth year.” Draco knew this. He traced his finger over her coat in the approximate location he would find her scars. “I told you there wasn’t any lasting damage.” He stilled his hand. She continued, “I lied.” Snowed in after a mission goes sideways, the stress and proximity lead to mutual confessions.

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