Theodora's POV
"Theodora! Is that a hickey!" My dad yelled. I jumped from the couch that I had been trying to read a book on.
"No! What? What are you talking about?" I forced out a laugh, waving my hand dismissively.
"Yes there is, look it's right there," Fred said. I glared at him.
"Dad it's a bruise."
"No, it's not. You think I'm a fool?"
"How would I have gotten a hickey? I'm not even seeing anyone and I've been locked up in a here with people I hate." I said. Dad stared at me. Draco chuckled, making himself more comfortable on the couch across from me. I glared at him, but he shrugged.
"I..don't know."
"Exactly! A bruise."
"Who the hell gets a bruise on their neck!" Dad asked. I yawned, going upstairs, pretending to ignore him.
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It had finally been Potter's day of trial; he had finally come back from the ministry after lunch.
"I knew it! You always get away with stuff!" Ron yelled, punching the air.
"They were bound to clear you, there were no charges!" Granger said, covering her eyes with her hands.
"Everyone seems quite relieved, though, considering you all knew I'd get off."
"I didn't! I was hoping you would get kicked out!" I exclaimed. Potter ignored me.
"He got off, he got off, he got off..." George, Ginny, and Fred chanted.
"That's enough, you three!" Mr. Weasley smiled.
"Listen, Sirius, Mr. Crabbe at the Ministry."
"What?" Sirius said, sharply.
"He got off, he got off, he got off.."
"Be quiet, you three! Yes, we saw him talking to Fudge on Level Nine. Then they went up to Fudge's office together. Dumbledore ought to know."
"Absolutely. We'll tell him, don't worry." Sirius said.
"Well, I'd better get going, there's a vomiting toilet waiting for me in Bethnal Green. Molly, I'll be late, I'm covering for Tonks, but Kingsley might be dropping in for dinner - "Mr. Weasley said.
"He got off, he got off, he got off..."
"That's enough - Fred - George - Ginny!"
"Harry, come have lunch, you barely had any breakfast."
"Dear Merlin! I had one wish, Potter is expelled, and I didn't even get that." I muttered.
"Shut up, Jones!" They all yelled.
"I NEVER EVEN WANTED TO STAY HERE!"
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The book list arrived a couple of days later. Ginny threw my list at my head as I entered the room.
"Ow,"
"Your list is here."
"I noticed."
I opened my letter, shaking it until a pin fell out. I turned the pin around, seeing a big P on it. Granger and I squealed at the same time. I ran down the stairs, searching for my mother. I had found her downstairs, alone in the living room, for once.
"Mum! I got it! I got Perfect!" I said, excitedly. Mum sat up.
"Oh, my Merlin! How wonderful!" She yelled, wrapping her arms around me.
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My Slytherin- Draco Malfoy
FanfictionDraco Malfoy could never ask for anything more, he was sorted into his favorite house, Gryffindor, became best friends with the golden trio, and has a happy kind family. But there's only one thing that annoys him, Theodora Jones, his best friends en...
