Author's Note

Hermione is struggling in the light; an insecure girl trapped by anxiety and fear that she feels like she can't breathe. She has a mask for that.

Draco is alone in the dark; a coward carrying a trauma so deep that he doesn't know if he has the courage to stay. He has a mask for that.

Being paired together to organize an enchanted closet for Professor Weasley shouldn't be too difficult to endure. Their masks are perfectly in place. Her mask hides her fear; his mask hides his shame. A few quiet afternoons working together to sort through a room full of charmed objects should be no problem, right?

Except for that coffin in the corner.