Here is a short chapter finally felt like typing.
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I was not sure what was happening, I found myself dreading Hogwarts it's almost as if in scared but I don't get scared I'm a Malfoy. The train smoothly ran inching my closer and closer to where I wish I did not have to go. I walked over to another part of the train where I know my friends are I can't deal with being alone with the thoughts in my head.
After a bit of talking I can't help but notice I'm being watched. The train stopped and the other students started to leave that's when I noticed my bag move. It has to be Potter I know he has that stupid cloak. "Didn't your mummy tell you it is rude to ease drop Potter?"
I stupefied him and and something invisible fell from the bag rack. I pulled the cloak off him and of corse it was Potter. "Oh yeah that's right she was dead before you could wipe the drool from your chin." I don't know where it came from but I just feel so angry I stepped on his face hardly I could hear it break. "That was for my father". I threw the cloak back on him." Have a good trip back Potter." I walked off leaving him there.
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FanfictionThis is a smut story warning 18+ I do not own the character or Harry Potter. What happens when Draco runs into a certain messy haired boy with glasses in the middle of the night some things are better left behind closed doors.
