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The stars spanned out in sweeping, unimaginable distances above them. Rationality alone would have told Draco Malfoy that this was impossible, that lying here in perfect silence next to Hermione Granger could have never happened, neither in their single, fraught universe nor in all the universes that ever had or would ever come to be.
And yet he knew, because such Big Things had happened between them, things he could not even name, things so vast, so terrible and complete in their desolation, things like loss, betrayal, grief and death, that this was the most natural place in the world for them both to be. He remembered the look in Granger’s eyes at the end of his hearing all those years ago, the rush of freedom that greeted him like air, and knew then that amidst the pity, anger and that searing, shimmering hope, there was also understanding. Understanding that neither of them had to say a word to know what had to be done, to know that at the end of their story was always forgiveness.
The end, and maybe the beginning.