"ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟꜰᴏʏ."
"ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ."
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What happens when you, the wittiest girl in the Slytherin house, landed yourself in so much trouble that you find yourself with both a new schedule and a new roommate- whom also happens to be yo...
I looked up from my seat. It was study period, so I'd taken myself to the library half an hour prior. "Heard about what?" I asked Pansy, who slumped down into the seat across from me.
"Tonight's party, of course." She grinned. "Fred and George, they're holding one in the Gryffindor common room."
I lifted a brow and smiled; "Okay, okay. What time?"
"7:00, tell everyone you know." Pansy rolled her tongue along her front teeth and double checked her black-painted nails. "I've already invited Nott and Zabini. I'm sure you'll be able to convince Malfoy to tag along if you try."
"I'm not too sure about that." I laughed, "He'll probably tune me out after the word: Gryffindor."
Pansy chuckled. "Well, it's worth a try. Find me if you decide to come, I'll get you a drink."
"Thanks, Pans." I smiled softly.
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(This is your dress.)
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My reflection attracted the gaze of a special someone across the room. The dress I wore, it was a dark, emerald green; made of the only finest satin. It hugged my curves perfectly, and the straps around my shoulders, were made to precision with the most dazzling diamonds.
Draco's ring-clad hands came around my waist. He pulled me into him and stared at us in the mirrors reflection. "I can't believe you've suckered me into going to a Gryffindor party."
"Manipulating Draco Malfoy, it's one of my most impressive talents." I teased, looking up at him through the mirror. His veins disappeared under the black shirt he'd rolled up to his elbows, although that sharp, piercing look which most learned to stay clear of remained. I took a deep breath and allowed his cologne to fill my senses.
He screamed masculinity.
"Maybe." Draco breathed, dropping his head down to my neck. He didn't want to admit it out loud, so instead he pressed a soft kiss there. "Come on, we should go." I whispered, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling him off.
