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The rain had been falling for hours.
It tapped patiently against the tall windows of the flat, a steady, indifferent rhythm that seemed determined to outlast the night. Draco Malfoy lay sprawled across a velvet chaise dragged too close to+
turning back to her chart.
Draco lay still for a long time after she left.
The enchanted lamps hummed softly overhead.
And despite the thick bandages, the potion haze, and the exhaustion pulling him steadily back toward sleepโ
he could not quite shake the feeling that+