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Draco and Hermione are stranded on a deserted island. “Take your eyes off me,” she whispered, affronted.He did not. He continued to read her like a well-worn book, filled with familiar words and phrases that bewitched.“Stop looking at me like that,” she desperately licked her lips.“Like what?” Draco murmured.“Like you’ve suddenly just met me,” she explained. “Like we don’t have a past.”