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Draco awoke in the morning and glanced over at the empty spot next to him in bed. An unfamiliar feeling swept over him - neediness. A moment later the door swung open quietly, revealing Hermione wearing nothing but one of his white dress shirts. She blushed deeply under his hungry gaze that she mistook for anger.
“I-I’m sorry, my clothes were in the other room,” she stammered, pointing at the heap of clothing in her hand. “I won’t take your things again.”
“Granger,” he growled. “I request that from now on that you wear only my shirts, or nothing at all.”
(talk about timing)
(Source: thegirlincendio, via joshradnorarchive-deactivated20)
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