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  ❝SAY MY NAME AGAIN, MELODY. ❞

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THE DAY WAS NOVEMBER 23. The month of November had been racing by quite fast; like a gust of wind brushing past you, being distracted and pushing your hair away or moving your jacket tighter around your body, that by the time you were done, it wind was gone. During the time being, Melody managed to stay away from the Slytherins, obviously besides Milo. Though, she tended to come into contact with Malfoy. The subtle glances and smirks that he would throw her way; sending notes to get her attention.

To which she looked at them, rolling her eyes with a playful smile, then chucking it into the trash bin. This happened almost everytime they had a class together, the notes would be either thrown as a ball or created into an orgami type of animal, but there was one, one note that caught her eye.

⸺⸺⸺ LAST WEEK

They were inside of DADA, while Melody continued to sit by Hermione, in the front. Draco was all the way on the other side of the classroom, seated closer to the wooden door.

She was tapping her feet on the stone floor, her elbow was propped up on the wooden desk, turning red from the pressure; while her head was resting in the palm of her hand.

Melody had been spacing out, thinking about the tournament, she had found out last night that apparently Harry was suppose to fight a bloody dragon. Her anxiety had started to rise up like a flame on a tree during a wildfire, last night. Spreading throughout the course of her body, causing her to breathe in a more heavily manner, the palms of her hand began to cover in a layer of sweat, her hands sticking together whenever she would clench her fists.

If it wasn't for Harry at that moment, there was no doubt that her anxiety would cause a panic attack for Melody.

Her thoughts were interrupted by this paper crane landing on her desk. She let out a sigh, while bringing her bottom lip in between her teeth, then started rolling her eyes playfully, looking at Draco.

His pale face already had his faint pink lips curving into a smirk. Her green eyes collided with his, she gave him a slight smile, before he raised one of his eyebrows, and changed his gaze of his view from her eyes to the corner; where the paper crane was still sitting. Indicating, that he wanted her to look at it.