Draco, rousing from a short doze, sat up in the ornate king-sized bed the Room of Requirement had provided for him. Across the room, his freckled, redhead paramour was pointedly waving his wand, his face set in determination. Draco watched, silent and curious, as Ron repeated the incantation.
“Expecto patronum! Expecto patronum! Expecto
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