Halfway through the last feast of the day, Draco becomes more irritable, more snappy, less talkative and more focused on Y/n. Her hair, her freckles, how her mouth closes around the utensil. And death staring anyone who asks y/n anything. Draco was starting his Rut. And he didn’t even realize it.

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Hogsmeade’s evening chill clung to Y/n’s cloak, the taste of Honeydukes’ fudge still sweet on her tongue as she passed through the castle gates.

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