"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." the blonde-haired boy snakes his hand out, a sly smirk plastered on his face. I look up at him, his hair is slicked aggressively to the back and his eyes gleam a dark gray. He looks at me, wondering if I'm going to take his hand and introduce myself.
"Fawn, Annabelle Fawn." I copy his sly smirk as I reach my hand out, connecting it with his and shaking it. He nods as he pulls his hand away, and I do the same.
"And this is Crabbe and Goyle." he nods to the two large boys beside him and they each just give me a small smile.
"Nice to meet you all, but if you don't mind, I'm starving." I laugh and Draco nods, "I'll walk with you."
That's how I met Draco in my first year, and Crabbe, and Goyle. But this story's about Draco and I. Besides, Crabbe and Goyle drifted off to themselves when Theodore came around. Quiet, sweet, Theodore Nott. He came in in my third year.
"Is this seat taken?" a shorter boy with brown hair asks, interrupting my breakfast. Draco looks at the boy, then at me, leaving it up to me to decide.
"It depends, who are you?" I'm not trying to sound rude, that's just how it comes off. The boy looks at me for a moment before letting out a breath, analyzing the scar under my right eye, "I'm Theodore Nott. I just got here."
I look at Draco, trying to see if he recognizes the name but he looks as confused as I am. "Well, Theodore, take a seat. I'm Annabelle Fawn, and that's Draco." I say and the boy seats down beside me. Draco eyes him, trying to read who this guy is that just happened to choose the seat right next to me.
So that's how I met Theodore in my third year, and letting the mysterious boy sit beside me might have been the best decision in my life, or might have been the worst. I'll let you decide.
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So, hi. For my old readers, I'm sorry it's been so long. This is a story that I have been working on for a while. One that for now, I am proud of and I hope to make you all proud also. I cannot promise weekly updates, I do also have my own real life full of things. However, writing is a part of it. So, I hope to be able to update frequently but also not stress to the point of ruining a story. For the readers of "On the Edge", I am sorry but it will not be continued. I have left that story in the past for a multitude of reasons. One being I simply can't remember a lot of it. I apologize. And for the new, welcome, please enjoy.
If you have read some of my stories before you know that friend-lovers is not my normal style. But when I came up with the idea I fell in love with it so I had to write it. I hope you all enjoy
This story contains: - death
- underage drinking
- fighting
- smut
- anxiety
- alcoholism
- assault
-yelling
- and a shit ton of drama
if any of that may trigger you, bother you, or make you want to report this story, please don't read this story.
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