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And then suddenly, everything changes. Not gradually, no. Just suddenly
At St. Mungo’s, the air is different. He can feel it. Maybe today’s the day. Just maybe.
A young nurse, red-haired, tall-one he sees fairly often-greets him in the hallway as he heads towards Harry’s ward automatically. “Mr. Malfoy.”
There’s something in her voice that makes Malfoy stop in his tracks. “Yes?” It’s been long since anyone’s spoken to him. It takes him by surprise.
“Good day,” she smiles, exposing a series of white teeth, “Mr. Potter . . . he’s been speaking of you.”
“Speaking of me?”
“He keeps mentioning this dream he’s been having. He describes a classroom, undoubtedly Hogwarts, and a man who has your characterization. He’s saying he's been having the same dream for quite a while now.”
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At St. Mungo’s, the air is different. He can feel it. Maybe today’s the day. Just maybe.
A young nurse, red-haired, tall-one he sees fairly often-greets him in the hallway as he heads towards Harry’s ward automatically. “Mr. Malfoy.”
There’s something in her voice that makes Malfoy stop in his tracks. “Yes?” It’s been long since anyone’s spoken to him. It takes him by surprise.
“Good day,” she smiles, exposing a series of white teeth, “Mr. Potter . . . he’s been speaking of you.”
“Speaking of me?”
“He keeps mentioning this dream he’s been having. He describes a classroom, undoubtedly Hogwarts, and a man who has your characterization. He’s saying he's been having the same dream for quite a while now.”
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