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(June 2025 — TEMPORARY HIATUS. I’ll probably see you in the fall when I’m feeling spooky again).
Blaise felt the edge of the feather he was thumbing in his pocket prick against his finger. He winced a little at the sting, but set his jaw.
“One more thing.” He pulled the feather slowly out of his pocket, flinching slightly at the expression of despair crossing Hermione’s face at the sight of it.
Instead of the brilliant white, almost translucent appearance of a typical Veela feather, the one in his hand was black—so entirely dark that its absence of colour almost seemed to suck the light from the room.
Hermione’s lips parted in wonder. “Is that…?”
“Like I said—it is an exceptional situation. Singular.”
She reached out her hand tentatively to hold the feather. Blaise’s heart was pounding—with anticipation, with the sorrow he would continue to hold secret inside himself, with the grief he had to avoid at all costs.
He had to time this just right.
“Will you help me, Hermione?”
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A dark Veela story filled with extreme denial of feelings, isolation, manipulation, fear, darkness, and an ambiguous ending (Dramione endgame).
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