“Together, they were twisted trip wires fated to make sparks - whether they be of anger or of passion - and blow up. The shrapnel they create destroys her anew each time. But there is temptation and delight in pyrotechnics; excitement, and a little bit of danger.

How many times can you explode and put the pieces back together before you come completely undone?

Hermione thinks for Draco Malfoy, she could do it for an eternity.”

Excerpt from
Rosemary for Remembrance
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