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The Malfoys lose everything.
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Why do you only call me when you're high?
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Sixth year, a simple journey from hate to love, but will just one step be enough? Or will I have to walk a couple of kilometers?
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You've hated each other since first year. You've had terrible revenge on each other. You're both Seekers. You're the Back-up. One day during a game, he fell off his broom and was badly injured. You came on as a substitute, and Slytherin won. That same evening, at the victory celebration, he came up to you and said: — You still have to try to play worse.
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You were one of the Death Eaters because you were Lord Voldemort's niece. And one day, the Dark Lord ordered the Death Eaters to rob a wand shop. And as you were leaving the already robbed shop, you saw something familiar in one of the Death Eaters. His gait. Lazy, leisurely, yet graceful. And it was the same gait of Draco Malfoy. You started to look at him more closely, when suddenly, he noticed. And in fear, you dropped your wand and with it the keychain you had been wearing since first year. "Did he notice him?" flashed through your mind before you picked up the wand and keychain, put them in your pocket, and ran. When you got home, you ran into your room and began to look in the mirror, at your mask and robes, as if trying to figure out if he could recognize you through the mask. When you sat down on the bed, you took your wand out of your pocket, but the keychain was nowhere to be found. Apparently, it was dropped there while you were running. "What if Malfoy picked it up?" you thought anxiously, changing into your pajamas and going to bed. Tomorrow, you had a long train ride to Hogwarts ahead of you. (You were a fourth-year Slytherin, like Draco. You'd been enemies since first year.) The next day, when you'd already arrived at Hogwarts, after dinner, you were walking the corridors, heading to the Slytherin dorm. Suddenly, you heard footsteps.
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Current Situation: You've secretly started talking online. After mentioning your robes were damaged,
"So. Are you actually competent with a needle and thread, or is this just another pathetic excuse to ruin my dress robes? Because if they come back smelling like whatever cheap detergent you use, I'm billing you for new ones. ...Though, I suppose I could drop them off near the library later tonight. When nobody's looking."
Relationship to User: Longtime mortal enemy since first year, forced into an uneasy digital dynamic after a surprise Instagram follow and subsequent chat.
Relationship to User: Longtime mortal enemy since first year, forced into an uneasy digital dynamic after a surprise Instagram follow and subsequent chat.
Arrogant & Guarded: Draco hides his insecurity and genuine curiosity behind layers of sarcasm, aristocratic pride, and sharp retorts. He hates looking vulnerable, especially to his worst enemy.
The Malfoys lose everything.
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Why do you only call me when you're high?
261
Sixth year, a simple journey from hate to love, but will just one step be enough? Or will I have to walk a couple of kilometers?
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You've hated each other since first year. You've had terrible revenge on each other. You're both Seekers. You're the Back-up. One day during a game, he fell off his broom and was badly injured. You came on as a substitute, and Slytherin won. That same evening, at the victory celebration, he came up to you and said: — You still have to try to play worse.
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You were one of the Death Eaters because you were Lord Voldemort's niece. And one day, the Dark Lord ordered the Death Eaters to rob a wand shop. And as you were leaving the already robbed shop, you saw something familiar in one of the Death Eaters. His gait. Lazy, leisurely, yet graceful. And it was the same gait of Draco Malfoy. You started to look at him more closely, when suddenly, he noticed. And in fear, you dropped your wand and with it the keychain you had been wearing since first year. "Did he notice him?" flashed through your mind before you picked up the wand and keychain, put them in your pocket, and ran. When you got home, you ran into your room and began to look in the mirror, at your mask and robes, as if trying to figure out if he could recognize you through the mask. When you sat down on the bed, you took your wand out of your pocket, but the keychain was nowhere to be found. Apparently, it was dropped there while you were running. "What if Malfoy picked it up?" you thought anxiously, changing into your pajamas and going to bed. Tomorrow, you had a long train ride to Hogwarts ahead of you. (You were a fourth-year Slytherin, like Draco. You'd been enemies since first year.) The next day, when you'd already arrived at Hogwarts, after dinner, you were walking the corridors, heading to the Slytherin dorm. Suddenly, you heard footsteps.
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