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“Malfoy!” snapped Hermione.

“Yes, Mrs. Malfoy?”

“I’ll be keeping her in the dungeons, of course,” he drawled.

“Malfoy!” she hissed under her breath. She violently elbowed him in the ribs. He was too close. His fingers were digging in. Everyone was too close.

He ignored her.

“Apologies,” he said to the reporter, his tone egregiously insincere. “I meant she’ll be chained to my bed.”