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"Misunderstanding?"

-AS THE TWO TEAMS FLEW ONTO THE GROUND, DRACO SLUNG AN ARM OVER HIS SISTER'S SHOULDERS

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-AS THE TWO TEAMS FLEW ONTO THE GROUND, DRACO SLUNG AN ARM OVER HIS SISTER'S SHOULDERS. "You did great, Ara." Draco complimented, "I didn't know you were that good."

"Surprised?"

"Extremely."

"Well, I'm surprised that you managed to catch the snitch." Adhara teased knowingly, making him blush once again.

"Party in the common room, Malfoys." Warrington joined in, "We'll see you both there, right?"

"Definitely," Adhara said, pointing to the Gryffindor quidditch team. "They should come as well. It would be one heck of a show."

Warrington grinned, "Whatever you say, Princess." He winked and left her alone, making her roll her eyes.

It was a joke between the Slytherin quidditch team, calling Adhara 'princess' since she was the first ever girl player (of Slytherin) in Hogwarts' history. There had never been another girl playing for the Slytherin team since purebloods usually told their daughters that quidditch was 'unladylike' and stuff.

It was also why Sirius (and Remus) were both extremely proud when they saw her playing that day. Lucius and Narcissa would've been there for their daughter's first ever game, too, but they, unfortunately, had business in Paris, which Adhara understood and kept claiming that it was alright since the two kept sending her apology letters throughout the whole week.

"See you soon." Adhara told her brother before walking into her own changing room.

She had a whole changing room to herself, also a reward because she was the first girl.

   "What took you so long?" asked Draco, who was waiting for his sister in front of her changing room

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"What took you so long?" asked Draco, who was waiting for his sister in front of her changing room.

Adhara walked out wearing a black sweater with black ripped jeans, and her long half-black half-blonde hair damp.

"Beauty takes time, Dragon. I don't blame you for not knowing that, though."

Draco huffed, feigning offense.

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