Prolog

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"Where is she?" I heard an all-too-familiar voice ask.
"In the bathroom, she won't open the door.", Parkinson replied out of breath, she sounded as if she had just run.
“Victoria, open the door, please.  Let me help you."
I still didn't do anything.
"Alohomora," said the ice-prince sternly and opened the door.
He came up to me and took me in his arms and rocked me slightly back and forth.
"What's going on?" Draco asked me, looking carefully at me.
"I can't anymore ..." I answered him with a trembling voice.
"I know," he whispered, barely audible, tightening his grip.

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