Pansy had a freak attack.
"You two are dating?!" she yelled.
"Pansy shush, it's like 3 am!" Draco tried to shush her. We heard pounding from the stairs and we heard voices coming from above.
"Look what you did Pansy," I said annoyed.
"You look so cute when you scowl," Draco said. I just smiled at him and we had a really cute moment until
"WHAT IN HEAVENS NAME IS GOING ON HERE?" A very angry Lucious Malfoy slammed open the door and walked across the floor to face Draco and I. Draco pulls the covers over his head.
"Can we talk about it in the morning?" His whine muffled by the fluffy comforter blanket over his head.
"Fine," his father said sharply. Lucious turned briskly and walked out of the room.
A soft weeping (and obviously fake) sound cam from near the doorway where Pansy stepped out of the shadows.
"Draco, i thought you and me had something, i thought we would grow up to be married and have kids and -insert loud (fake) sniffle here- grow old together," -insert loud wailing here-
"Pansy, go to bed," Draco told her.
What she said next had my gut wrenching and anger flowing through me, and my blood boiling.
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A Deatheater's Life ( A Draco Malfoy fanfic)
FanfictionHi guys! As of May 2020, I'm completely revamping this story. I started writing it when I was 13, and it makes me physically cringe to read so I decided to rewrite (and finish) the story. It'll be the same general story, but with much better writing...
