Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.
Hermione chants the two words to herself mentally, shaking slightly from the premarital nerves. She is thankful her face is covered from sight by the overly lacy veil that fortunately, covers her chocolate brown orbs very well. If anything were to give her away now, her eyes would be the first to
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