"All the things she said, all the things she said running through my head"
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The ugly truth usually starts with a pretty lie.
-D.M
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O N Y X D O L O H O V;
The pancakes in the great hall were so delicious that they grabbed your soul out of your body and fucking curbed stomped you, but you don't mind cause they're that good. Draco wrote in his journal obsessively over the past two days he was writing so hard at one point that his quill broke in two.
Onyx reached over the table and grabbed another serving of the delicious pancakes when Tracy Davis made a snarky comment, "are you sure you want that?" She giggled and turned to her friend, who looked unamused and trapped. Draco seemed to be the only person who heard as he had closed his journal and gave a snarl her way, which had shut her up considering she's had a crush on him like almost all the other girls in our year.
Without another word, Onyx left the great hall and ran to the girl's restroom and into one of the stalls, where she choked on her sobs. Her hands shook as she sat on the bathroom floor with her head on her knees.
She could hear the door to the bathroom open, so she tried to hush her cry's only to find it near impossible.
"Dolohov?" A calm female voice echoed through the bathroom. "Dolohov, I know your in here" there was a pause and then...click.
Hermione Granger stood with her wand pointed up, and her mouth opened.
"What the hell, Granger?" Onyx stood up fast "what if I was using the bathroom?" She yelled in the small stall.
"Then that would have been awkward, but considering I could hear your crying from down the hall, I took my chance's" she nodded her head while she talked. Her hair was pinned back with Bobby pins, and her curls were bold. "Do you want to talk?" Her voice was smooth.
Onyx tried to swallow, but her throat was ruff like sandpaper. She tried to talk, but her mouth hurt. So she nodded instead.
They began walking out of the stall, and Onyx closed her eyes fast once she saw a mirror on the other side of the room.
"I- I can't Granger-"
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SIDE EFFECTS OF YOU- D.M (discontinued)
FanfictionDiscontinued...has good smut tho- "Art that was filled with flaws and insecurity...but that's what made it so beautiful. The defects made it worth the used paint. What's the Point of painting something perfect when you can have something like this?"...
