"𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗗𝗜𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗡𝗢𝗪"
Nyx Dawning, the only daughter of a highly elite pureblood, slytherin family. Her parents, Lincoln and Clementine Dawning are death eaters, friends of the Malfoy's, and followers of Lord Voldemort.
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chapter three - lavender perfume year six: half blood prince song: crush - cigarettes after sex
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Nyx
-I ENTER MY POTIONS CLASSROOM to see the new professor, Slughorn. I make my way through the classroom to sit by the rest of the Slytherins, "Merlin Draco, one spray of cologne is enough, you've gone and stunk up the whole classroom." I tease the blonde boy as I pass by in hopes he would open up to me again.
"Says you Dawning, why don't you cut down on that lavender perfume, thought you outgrew that." He strikes back. Don't get me wrong, I love the smell of lavender but I only wore it because Draco bought it for me our fourth year, he told me I smelt good while we were dancing at the Yule Ball together.
Putting my past thoughts away, I sit at the desk behind him next to Pansy.
"Gather around class!" Slughorn calls out and all the students move to the front of the classroom surrounding the professor. We watched as he worked worked on and ranted until class was interrupted by a slamming door. Everyone turns their heads to look at the one and only, Harry Potter.
"Harry! My boy, I was beginning to worry. You brought a guest I see."
"Ron Weasley, sir, but i'm dead awful at potions, so I'm actually going to get going." Ron saws while taking a few steps back towards the exit.
"Nonsense! We'll sort you out! Any friend on Harry's in a friend of mine." Slughorn says happily, me and Pansy give each other looks before rolling our eyes at his stupid remark.
"I have prepared some potions this morning, any ideas what they might me." Of course Hermione's shoots straight in the air. "Yes Ms. Granger?"
"That is Veritaserum. It is a truth telling serum. And that one is a Pollyjuice potion, it is terribly tricky to make." Hermione said as she pointed to the different potions laid in front of us. "And this is Amortentia, the most powerful love potion in the world. It is rumored to smell different to each person according to what attracts them." I tense up and stare into the back of Draco's head.
Must be a coincidence. Right?
"For example, I smell freshly mown grass, new parchment, and Sparemint toothpaste." Hermione finishes.
"Sir, what's in that one?" Another student pipes in from the crowd of students.
"Aw yes, what you see here before you, ladies and gentlemen, is a curious little potion known as Felix Felicis." I recognized the name, my dad was always very smart in his years at hogwarts and had many books explaining various subjects. The professor went on to explain the peculiar potion, it is known to be a referred to as 'Liquid Luck.' It was very hard to brew so the first one to make it would be rewarded a vile of the potion.
Minutes melted by and I, along with many other students around me, had no luck with crafting the potion. Not even Draco, one of the most talented potion makers I know. He looked extremely focused, as if his life depended on winning this.
"And, you're time is up!" Slughorn announces at the front of the class as I heard Draco let out a disappointed sigh from across the table. I look up at him, trying to meet his eyes but it is obvious he is trying his best to avoid my gaze.
Of course, like every other bloody thing, Harry Potter was the "clear winner." How great for him. As if he needs liquid luck.
As soon as dinner had come to an end, Draco hurried out of the great hall and walked towards the stairs.
"What do you think that's about?" I ask Pansy who was walking next to me. She just shrugs and hums and 'i don't know.'
Going to sleep that night was hard. I wondered where Draco had gone. Is he still there? What could he have been doing.
I know it's not my place to intrude on his personal life, but only months ago, we had no secrets between us. I miss him, the him that actually spoke to me, that is. I wondered what I had done wrong. What made him distance himself from me all the sudden.
Had my parents said something?
Did I make him angry?
Is there something I should have apologized for?
My mind raced with the endless possibilities of what I could have done wrong, and why he wouldn't tell me.
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