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You were Tom Riddle's daughter, which naturally made you part of Draco's group of friends. You spent more time with Draco, but sometimes Goyle would insist on bothering you to get your attention... you weren't sure why,
“Psst Riddle! Look at this…”
He smiled slyly at you and passed you a folded piece of parchment on the desk in class,
He smiled as he waited for you to open it, resting his fist under his chin. He was trying his best to get your attention in class, like he always did.
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