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'And say its crazy, falling. You see we don't say rising into love'.
Hermione thought back to all of the memories of her and Draco as she sat in front of her vanity in her wedding dress.
Paris, when he proposed under the Eiffel Tower.
The old coffee shop, where they bumped into each other for the first time after the war.
By the London eye at night when fireworks went off, he asked her to be her boyfriend.
She got up, she didn't have time to revisit old memories. Nice memories but old memories. She had a wedding to attend.
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Fanfictionenjoy ALSO HARRY POTTER BELONGS TO JK ROWLING. ALTHOUGH I MAY NOT LIKE THE TRANSPHOBIC BITCH SHE STILL CREATED HARRY POTTER SO I HAVE TO GIVE HER THE CREDIT.
