Adrian squinted worriedly while Draco poked his head on the architectural arched window to confirm their thoughts.Their parents were indeed coming.They were going to find out.And Hermione was still standing on her ground under the rain…Adrian was about to warn his stubborn sister who was still under the heavy shower when young Draco had all of a sudden bolted out of the shaded loggia and ran straight into the rain, pulling Hermione with him as they ran as fast as they could, finally managing to be swallowed by the garden woods before their parents could emerge from the wooden domed door. It was the very first time that Hermione ever felt the freest.Suddenly, their laughter were drowning them as they ran through the thick woods, allowing some leaves and the wind to slap them in an effervescent manner as if sadistically congratulating them for their newfound liberty as they ran, jumped and leaped through the vast grounds.Each jump caused some large ripples from the puddles, soaking their legs and staining their once perfect clothing. The sound of the rain mixed with their impish laughter and the gush of the wind was like a beautiful tune, assembling a beautiful memory of a carefree childhood.She had always wandered around this place on her own little adventures before, but right now, she didn't know which way to go and yet she didn't care. As long as Draco's hand was holding hers tightly, she knew worrying was unnecessary. She knew she was safe enough to even bother.She was the happiest when she was with him.They shared such a common secret no one else would ever understand.They were made to runaway like this.They were made for each other.It would never change.That. She was very certain of.
Adrian squinted worriedly while Draco poked his head on the architectural arched window to confirm their thoughts.<br>Their parents were indeed coming.<br>They were going to find out.<br>And Hermione was still standing on her ground under the rain…<br>Adrian was about to warn his stubborn sister who was still under the heavy shower when young Draco had all of a sudden bolted out of the shaded loggia and ran straight into the rain, pulling Hermione with him as they ran as fast as they could, finally managing to be swallowed by the garden woods before their parents could emerge from the wooden domed door. <br>It was the very first time that Hermione ever felt the freest.<br>Suddenly, their laughter were drowning them as they ran through the thick woods, allowing some leaves and the wind to slap them in an effervescent manner as if sadistically congratulating them for their newfound liberty as they ran, jumped and leaped through the vast grounds.<br>Each jump caused some large ripples from the puddles, soaking their legs and staining their once perfect clothing. The sound of the rain mixed with their impish laughter and the gush of the wind was like a beautiful tune, assembling a beautiful memory of a carefree childhood.<br>She had always wandered around this place on her own little adventures before, but right now, she didn't know which way to go and yet she didn't care. <br>ตราบใดที่มือของเดรโกถือของเธอแน่นเธอรู้ว่าไม่จำเป็นต้องกังวล เธอรู้ว่าเธอก็มากพอที่ปลอดภัยที่จะได้รำคาญ <br>เธอเป็นคนที่มีความสุขที่สุดเมื่อเธออยู่กับเขา <br>พวกเขาใช้ร่วมกันเช่นความลับร่วมกันไม่มีใครเลยที่จะเข้าใจ <br>พวกเขาได้ทำเพื่อหนีเช่นนี้ <br>พวกเขาทำเพื่อกันและกัน <br>มันจะไม่เปลี่ยนแปลง <br>ที่. เธอเป็นอย่างมากบาง
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