Chapter 21

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Draco's POV

"Nope, I'm not doing it" I said for about the hundredth time. Hermione just looked pissed, and Harry just stood awkwardly in the corner and my mother refused to make eye contact. "Draco, I'll do it but it's better of it's you! The connection might just be the leverage we need. Please. Draco she will die without it." Mum pleaded.
"I jj, I just don't think I can do it." I whispered as tears streamed down my face as I stared daggers into the ground. But what made my heart truly break was the broken whimper from Hermione, the sound was me breaking " please dray." Bloody hell. I couldn't even make eye contact, because I knew those doe eyes, sick or not, would be staring up at me. Talk about the guilt trip. "Mrmmph fine, but I'm not happy about it" I growled.
"We knew thaaat" she replied back. Trust Mione, dying or not to still crack a joke. "But it's you" I said burying my face into her neck. Seriously she's sick as a dog and she still smells like vanilla, she smelt like home, and I would rather die than let go of her now.

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