"The boards are cold beneath her feet; she sucks in a sharp breath, dashes across the room quickly and all but throws herself along her sister's side. Marian isn't expecting it and so yelps, then laughs. Her eyes - Bethany can see them now, obsidian and dancing with the shadows. She shifts to the side and Bethany moves with her and they end up a tangle of limbs. Marian gives up with a playful huff against the crown of Bethany's head. Wraps the blanket and her arms, both, around the smaller girl. It is as comfortable as it can be." Told from Bethany's perspective, sort of a character introspection. Written with Hawke/Bethany in mind but nothing is explicitly stated.
imperialprincess:
Горячая штучка, этот мистер Драко Малфой! Впрочем, господа Поттер-Снейп ему ни в чем не уступают! Отличный подарок, спасибо тебе, замечательный автор!
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