Fic: Shadowed Life (HP, FRT, Part 7/?, Draco/Hermione)

( When the train began to slow, Draco could feel it through the bottom of his shoes, and the sensation seemed to rest in the pit of his stomach, hopping like a peppermint toad (which, incidentally, made him wonder if that Neville kid had ever found his pet). This was it. They were almost there. )