𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 - 𝐃.𝐌.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 20

"Going to Draco's"
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We said our goodbyes, and Draco and I were off. Back on the train to school.

Sunday is annoying. The day before the whole dreadful process starts over again.

Draco and I got to our compartment and we set our things where they previously were.

Still, we're the only ones on this train.

I was practically struggling with the thoughts inside my head. My mother has never scolded me that way.

I'm fine with being a model. But I certainly don't want the hassle and wrath of my parents getting in the way of it.

I'd rather have my stylist make the overall decisions, but that's highly unlikely.

Mother told me that my first gig is in two weeks.

I've modeled before, and I was featured in wizarding articles throughout my years. I stopped about two years ago because there was too much stuff to juggle.

But the worst part about these articles, half of the time it's fake news.

No matter what it is.

Even the Daily Prophet has made unbelievable remarks about certain people and their lives. It's quite barbaric.

I remember, the last time I modeled, maybe a year ago, they made me stand in front of a camera half naked.

It was awful. I had never been so uncomfortable. Although it was a great headline, and it boosted my family's popularity, it was probably the most erotic thing I did at that age.

The article read 'Savanna Holcombe, Teen Witch Featured Model with Never Before Seen Photos'

It was a side-view photo of me leaned up against a wall with my hips sticking out. One of my hands was down, and the other was running through my hair, as I started at the camera with my seductive eyes.

I was wearing a very short, black, off the shoulder, ruffled dress. And I had the same color corset over top, that made my waist very very small.

The dress was so short you could pretty much see my ass, and you could a lot of my chest as well. I wasn't exactly covered.

Anyways, my photos were printed into thousands of copies, and it eventually made it into a popular magazine. That's one of the many reasons why lots of witches and wizards know who I am.

It isn't the best thing to be known for. But, the reason i'm bringing all of this up, is because of something that happened a few days after we got back to school.

I was studying in my dorm, when I decided to see what Draco was doing.

I began to walk over to his dorm, but I guess Blaise had the same idea. We met each other but we didn't stop walking.

"Going to Draco's?" he asked.

"Yep."

Once we reached his room, Blaise got his wand out and cleared his throat.