Chapter 8

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"Draco!" I screamed, "Where the hell are all my hair products!"

"I dunno!" he hollered back.

"HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW!" I stomped over to his room, "YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO USES THEM!"

"Stop screaming!" Mum called from downstairs. While my brother and I were packing our stuff for Hogwarts, she was calmly doing everyday stuff! Humph!

"Here!" Draco slid a huge box of random bottles from the washroom to me. "Here is your hair stuff!"

"Finally!" I huffed and shrank the box down to the size of a penny and put it in my pocket.

"Lets apparate!" Mum announced and my brother and I ran downstairs, trying to push each other off the stairs, and I almost succeeded once or twice.

We both grabbed onto one of Mum's arms and she apparated us straight to the platform. There, we quickly said our goodbyes and joined Hermione and Blaise in a cabin.

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Hey guys!

Sorry for not updating and this chapter being short, but I got a writers block for this topic and probably won't be writing for a month or so. Sorry again!

Update from like 4 months later: I think I'm going to put this story on hold, and If I can't come up with anything else to write I'll quit this one and try something else.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 01, 2020 ⏰

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