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"𝐖𝐡𝐲." _________________________________________
-𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖑𝖆𝖍 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖙-
Three days, and my mind was going insane.
Something was missing, I knew it was. Nobody- absolutely nobody- was going to tell me that I dreamt of Theodore dying. That I didn't actually go to that party. That for some messed up reason, someone took something out of my brain.
But there wasn't anything I could do about it, everybody was acting so normal. Draco and Theodore continued to laugh and throw pancakes at each other at breakfast, Pansy and Blaise were going over there potions homework and Maddie was too busy drooling at the sight of Draco in a black turtle neck. It made my brain physically hurt to know I was the only one trying to figure something out.
And on top of that, Maddie was going to ask Draco on a date tonight.
It made my heart hurt at the fear of Draco saying yes, because I wanted that to be me. At this point, I didn't care if she found out we'd been sleeping together if it got her off his back. Literally she was with him everywhere- it was so hard to get him alone.
As of right now, I was sitting in the library with all of them. Theodore was right next to Draco, leaning back in his chair with his feet stretched across Dracos lap while Draco read a book. Blaise was sketching, Pansy was going over notes she took in herbology with Maddie.
Everything about her face makes it so punchable-
A paper was thrown at the back of my head, people giggling from behind me and I turned around to see Ethan with some Gryfindors. I gave him a 'what the fuck?' look but he didn't take the hint. "Stop being a dumbass," I whisper shouted, causing Fred Weasley to look up with a smirk on his face.
Pansy rolled her eyes, turning around too. "Ethan, I thought we made it clear to stay away from Gryfindors-."
"Hey," Oliver protested, a sarcastic frown on his face. "You know you love us Pans, especially you Del."
"Fucks sake," I muttered, scoffing. "I told you to stop calling me-."
He waved me off, a smile now on his face. "Yeah, not to call that. How about I call you my girlfriend instead?"
I blushed a deep crimson red, my cheeks heating up. Me and Oliver always had a friendly relationship, but it was all jokes and he'd never said anything like that. Not that I was minding. He caught my blush, laughing with Fred.
"Aww, your blushing. How cute." Oliver laughed at me with a sarcastic tone, one that made a small smile appear on my face.
Maddie scoffed, setting the parchment down on the table- more like slamming. "You think it's cute she's blushing? It's embarrassing."
