#dramione TW: angst, death, blood He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands. Voldemort was not dealing with traitors. Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.

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Crookshanks was purring contentedly as Hermione scratched his ears and massaged his back. He affectionately rubbed his cheeks against his mistress's face, enveloping her in his favourite scent – himself.

Draco Malfoy emerged from a wonderful dream, only to realise that he was suffocating. Fighting for breath, he noticed that whatever he was strangled with was soft. And it smelled nice, like vanilla with a hint of strawberry…