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-"I WAS HOPING THAT YOU WOULDN'T SHOW UP." ADHARA SAID, GLARING AT HIM. Harry Potter, who just walked into the library to their table, sat down infront of her with a cheeky smile.
"That's no way to talk to your godbrother." Harry said, giving her a wink.
Adhara looked ready to murder him, "Then, it's a good thing that I don't really care. Now let's get this over with." She grumbled, angrily pulling out the books, earning a glare from the librarian.
"What's got your wand in a knot?" Harry asked, also pulling out his books but more gently.
Adhara took a few deep breathes to calm herself down. "I'm being forced to tutor the person I have hated for almost fourteen years. You tell me." She sassed.
Harry frowned slightly. "Why? Why do you hate me, Adhara?"
"I didn't give you my permission to call me by my first name, Potter."
"Very well, Black."
"Malfoy." She corrected coldly, making him gulp.
"Malfoy, it is."
"Good. Now, open page thirty-six."
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"You're on your own." Adhara stated, walking out of the library, which they just got kicked out from, with Harry.
"You're joking!" He exclaimed, looking horrified, "I can't have Snape want to kill me even more than he already wants to!"
Adhara stopped walking and looked at him. "Then it's a good thing that I don't really care if you're dead."
Harry had a flash of hurt in his eyes, but it went away as soon as it came and was replaced with a gentle smile. "Please, Malfoy?"
She really wanted to say no. She really did. But the hour she just spent with him was gone way too fast, and she enjoyed it, no matter how many times she'd deny it, even if it was full of her shouting at him. "Fine. Same time, same place, next week."
