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Ana gasped for air, hyperventilating. "He-he..." Ana started. But her vision blurred as the memory of Draco's face flashed in her mind, horror stricken, as terrified and destroyed as she had ever seen him. "What?" Harry asked gently, taking Ana's clenched fist in his hand. Ana felt the cold silver of Draco's ring press against her pointer finger and sobbed again, gasping loudly. "He-he thinks I'm dead!" Ana erupted, silent sobs wracking her again. She buried her face into the couch to silence her cries. "Who?" Hermione asked, confused. Ana was scared for a second to say his name. She knew that if she did, she'd start screaming again. But she was just able to say the word through her sobs. "Draco." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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