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1062 pages, ebook
Published January 22, 2019
Maybe that you're a good person hidden beneath an awful personality."
"You really know how to lay on the compliments," he drawled sarcastically.
"Where have you been all day, Draco?"
He looked up to find his mother descending the elaborate marble staircase that led from the East Wing. Fixing her with a firm look, he answered, "To see Hermione. I had dinner with the Grangers."
Her expression immediately soured. "Why?"
Fearless conviction bubbled up in his chest, which was not something Draco could ever remember feeling before. He felt alive, animated… almost like there was a bright flame inside him, but one that delighted in fanciful rapture rather than the familiar fires of rage. He could have laughed in his mother's face if he dared. "Remember a few years ago when you told me to be fearless in the pursuit of whatever set my soul on fire?"
All traces of color drained from Narcissa's face.
"That," he said simply, stalking past her up the staircase without another word.