Chapter 43: Morning

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I woke up next to Draco, he was still reading the Tales of Beedle the Bard.

"Wow, how bored are you?" I laugh.

He turns away from the book and smirks, "It's not my fault you fell asleep in my arms," he says in his thick British accent. It's so freaking cute! "Oh, and you still have a twig right by your shoulder." he grins. I roll my eyes and pick it out. I put my head on his shoulder and doze off again, enjoying every minute.


This was my summer, until He and his Death Eaters became stronger.








Again, sorry about the short chapter but I hope you like my story, comment what you think will happen next! Thanks a bunch for reading! :)

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