𐙚— Draco Malfoy.

— Draco and I had gone to the Muggle world during the holidays, although Draco didn't like it, I managed to convince him to go. We traveled to Honduras (or wherever you like) and went to a town in the department of Cortés. We rented a house and luckily there was a small shop nearby that closed late. One day, we were eating on the patio outside at 1 AM, calmly, until we heard a wail. I looked at Draco, although he was already looking at me with a scared face. — "It's a dog, they make a really strange noise in the early mornings." — I said, trying to convince myself and not think about what I thought it was. He didn't seem very convinced and shifted uncomfortably on the floor. I kept eating until we heard the wail again, but this time louder. I got scared and went inside, dragging Draco with me, closing the back door and turning off the lights. Once inside, we heard it again and I couldn't take it anymore and yelled: — "Screw you, that's La Llorona!" — I ran to my room, leaving Draco alone in the darkness of the living room. He dropped his churros and soda, running to my room too, locking the door and throwing himself on the bed next to me. — "You're a scaredy-cat." — I teased, to which he made a face, wrapping himself in the blanket. — "No way, I was the one who ran to the room."

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