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[Chapter 21]

Draco handed me hot chocolate as he sat down beside me, covering me with a blanket. We were sitting by the fireplace to get some warmth in my body, or else I would catch a cold.

My face wasn't showing much expressions but I also didn't look good. The grey eyed boy sighed and brought his cup near his mouth "I'm going to kill that Potter" his voice was laced with frustration then he looked at me "are you sure you're fine now?"

I simply nodded and sipped on the hot chocolate.

"he knew that necklace was important to you, yet he.." another frustrated sigh left his mouth.

I rested the mug on my lap "can we not talk about him?"

Draco didn't budge more into it and instead, he took out two letters "Mother wrote to us"

I smiled upon hearing his words. Aunt Narcissa was like a mother to me. Since, father was in Azkaban, no one was there to take care of me. Uncle Lucius took me in as I was his brother's daughter and he lawfully had to, let's say he doesn't like much.

I took my letter from him and opened it.

Lovely Blair,

I hope you're doing fine, my dear. I read your last letter and yes I'll help you fix that necklace, I also bought a new box because the one you have is getting old. You're going to love it, it's red, your favourite colour.

I can't wait to see you and Draco when you both come for the winter holidays. I'll get your favourite banana bread ready before you arrive.

Love,
Aunty Narcissa ♡

The letter was enough to brighten my day. I pressed it against my chest before keeping it aside with a small laugh "she's the sweetest"

Draco's eyebrows were raised "indeed, but she is going to kill me with those banana breads. She always makes too much and when you're not able to finish them, I have to" he groaned.

"Shut up, I know you like them as much as I do"

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Emily looked very annoyed. I rarely see her like that and so I approached her to ask if something was wrong. The moment she saw me coming, her face switched back to normal. My eyebrows tossed up in a questioning bridge "what happened E, you don't look so good"

She smiled and shrugged "oh it's nothing, it's just kind of hot in here, isn't it?"

I fell silent. Was this girl really feeling hot in late November? I didn't ask again because she would probably come up with something more absurd.

I simply sat down and stretched my arms "well, Did you finally break up with Pucey? I mean he's suspended for a while"

"I'll talk to him when he comes back" she answered without looking at me and played with the food on her plate.

Why is she acting so strange? God knows.

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