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You and Draco were enemies since your first year, you were both slytherins but neither of you could stand each other. All this got worse when his parents organized a forced marriage to follow their blood status.
Back to the present, you were both in an expensive store, you were admiring a ruby necklace.
"Go outside, I'm coming"
Draco spoke coldly. You listened and left the store.
—Take this, little brat.
He said, seriously. He was giving you a gift bag.
—Not even a "thank you."
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