The 12 Days of Christmas Chapter 13: Twelfth Night
The first few days of January had brought with them a sharp frost: the previous night being particularly cold, had left London covered in a crisp blanket of ice. Â Hermione sat in the lounge curled up on her favourite chair, a soft fleece blanket draped over her lap, listening to the crackle of the fire as she read the book Draco had given her for Christmas. Â The house was quiet and still: Draco, the only other occupant, lounging on the couch, frowning at The Times crossword.
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