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“How did you end up as a Death Eater?”
The look of amusement vanished from his features, leaving them colder, harsher in the magical light. “Getting a bit personal for our second date, aren’t you?”
“Getting a bit unprofessional for a healer, aren’t you?” she quipped back.
She watched as he clenched and then released his left hand - his wand hand - against his knee, his pale fingers a stark contrast against his black robes. His face remained impassive.
“Do not mistake me for a healer just because I can heal, Granger,” he said, his voice low. There was an edge to it now that she hadn’t heard before, and it sent a shiver down her spine.
He stood, his posture perfectly straight. Tall. Regal. Haughty.
She was sure she knew him. She was equally sure she had no idea who he was.
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An injury causes Hermione to lose some of her memories and places her under the care of Death Eater Draco Malfoy, a man she simply cannot figure out but who seems to know plenty about her, while Voldemort waits in the shadows for her memories to return.
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