Impossibly Far And Incredibly Close

Draco looked again, just to be sure, but there was no mistaking that high-pitched voice and the remnants of bushy hair. Somewhere, someone was laughing their arse off. Fate, perhaps. Or some Ministry parchment-pusher overcome with mirth at the prospect of Draco Malfoy spending the rest of his life in a cell next to Hermione Granger.