Hermione was terrified. The rage in Draco's eyes was unmistakable; He looked like he was ready to kill someone. When she did not answer, he slammed her arms above her head, pinning her to the wall. "How dare you mock me like that," he snarled in her face. "You filthy mudblood."
Сказочница Натазя:
Прекрасная история о юности, неопытности, первой и не последней, но в сердце засевшей крепко весне. И все это под звуки музыки. Музыка объединяет, это точно. Спасибо автору, это чудесно!