That night I wasn't in bed like everyone else. I was laying on the sofa in the main room. I stared at the fire my eyes shedding few tears of distant memories. I turned to see Draco standing in the door frame.
"Creep?!" I laughed.
"Naw." he sat down next to me.
"Why do you always show up when I need you to."
"Because I care."
"Yea sure you do, that's why you called me a-a-a mudblood."
"Sorry about that I didn't mean it. I thought you were a typical muggleborn witch or like Hermione."
"And what's wrong with Hermione?!" I asked aggravated.
"Nothing nothing just she is kinda a know it all."
"Well yea but she is the brightest witch of the time."
"I guess."
I rested my head on his shoulder. He smiled and put his arm around me. I slowly fell asleep.
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Two weeks later:
I was walking to Defense Against Dark Arts class with Draco.
"Draco we can't skip Snape would kill us!" I complained.
"O come on! Just this once?" he begged.
"Ok fine!" I sprinted down the hallway.
"Oops I'm so sorry!" I helped a kid pick up his books after I ran into him. I looked up at him.
"MATT!" I screamed.
"O hey Sarah." he finished picking up his things, and stood up.
"Come on we're gonna get caught!" Draco grabbed my arm.
"Bye Matt!" I yelled as Draco dragged me down the empty hall way.
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"QUICK IN HERE!" I pulled Draco into a dark room smirking as Snape walked past us trying to find us.
I looked at Draco and held his hand. He kissed me gently and passionately. I was kissing him back when Snape opened the door. I stopped and looked at Snape.
"O......er.....hi." I awkwardly said.
"Come on!" Snaped grabbed me a Draco by our school robes and dragged us to the Headminister, Professor Dumbledore.
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The Unthinkable
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