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[ GOBLET OF FIRE ]
England/Scotland Hogwarts
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We drink the poison our minds pour for us and wonder why we feel so sick, wonder why our heads are plotted and tempered with continuous doubts and wonder why the hell we struggle to put ourselves to bed at night to silence the harsh internal voices

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We drink the poison our minds pour for us and wonder why we feel so sick, wonder why our heads are plotted and tempered with continuous doubts and wonder why the hell we struggle to put ourselves to bed at night to silence the harsh internal voices.

Draco Malfoy wondered a lot of things and a lot of those things, specifically.

He was a no good man, and he was reminded of that every single day of his existence and yet he never ever done anything to change that, he was sinful, degenerate, foul and ruinous, all things that in his eyes can not be changed. He was meant to be this, alone and unloveable, it was written in solid stone.

"She honestly was something else." The voice of Blaize Zabina echoed "Dark curly hair, plump red lips, huge ass-"

"Dignity Blaize, let's save the girl some dignity." Astoria used her fork to pick at her food

He laughed "There was no dignity when she ripped her clothes off and there was nothing underneath."

"You can say that again." Theo scoffed making Daphne nudge him sharply

"Please don't." Malfoy groaned

"Sounds like Grace Harrington, her father used to work for mine." Pansy hummed "Simple half breed that one, nothing special."

Blaise sighed "Shame because she was hot."

Astoria played attentively with the collection of jewellery littering her olive toned sheeny skin, the subtle and effortless diamond bangle being the toy beneath her fingers. When it came to her fingers, they were bear and empty, no rings nor family heirlooms catching on to the separate bones along her hand. It was a new personal preference for Daphne, Pansy and Astoria, empty hands, an ultimate symbol of elegance and wealth in the pure blooded community. A blank canvas for two things and two things only, an engagement ring and a wedding ring.

"Could have gone a little bigger, couldn't you Theo?" Pansy teased as she admired Daphnes hand gapingly

"Shut up Pans." Theo scoffed

The blonde rolled her eyes "I did try and tell him."

"She's being sarcastic Daph." Astoria remarked softly "Any bigger and it will weight you down."

"Any smaller and you're be unable to see it." She moaned as her younger twin shock her head

"Do you hear that a lot Theo?" Draco mused tauntingly for the first time

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