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I walked into the dorm to change shoes for dinner. The ones I had on were killing my feet's. While I am here, I should probably change robes too...but for some odd reason, I don't want to. I was debating on changing when I noticed a letter sitting on my pillow, unopened and unnamed. I opened it slowly, remembering the last letter I received like this.

You're going to help me, aren't you? I can't do it without you.
-Your Little Secret

Pardon? What does this mean? It isn't...Draco...is it? That's not his style. And it's so vague, cryptic almost. I'm sure I am just being pranked. It must be a practical joke.

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"No I promise nothing is going on with me and a Slytherin!" I exclaimed at dinner, trying desperately to shut up Neville's taunting. I changed robes, but word travels fast at Hogwarts, and everyone saw me this morning in the green robes. My face was flushing red as I got mildly annoyed.

"Well if she is, I hope it's Pansy." Luna stated in her sing-song voice. "She's rather lovely. Though I tend to stick to Hufflepuffs."

I couldn't help but catch Draco smirking down at his plate, trying to avoid eye contact. He must have heard.

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