“His eyes trailed down, and he took her hand in his own. “The curse was weaker because it rebounded. Although it wasn’t strong enough to kill, it would have hurt Granger like hell if it hit her. He stepped in front of her instantly, without a moment’s hesitation. I was like it was instinctual. He protected her like-“
He cut himself off. He had more to say, Astoria could tell by the way he chewed on the inside of his cheek, physically restraining his mouth from moving.
“Like what?” She urged. “Please, please, tell me.”
Blaise looked up again, and brought his wife’s hand up to his lips to a place a kiss on her knuckles.
“Like I would protect you.”
Astoria’s breath hitched. “And then when did he do to the Order member? The one who almost hurt Hermione?”
“He cast a hex, more furious than I’ve ever seen him. And slit Sean’s throat open so severely he decapitated the poor swine.”
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Emerald_Slytherin,
Secrets and Masks