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I'm walking the halls, and I see Draco. He's tall, handsome blond-haired daddy issues Draco. Everyone fears him, but I don't; I think he's hot, he's so hot. He's different from the rest, and so am I. We are outcasts. Now, you may think that's a bad thing, but it's not. It gives me a better chance of being with him.

I turn around and see a redhead, Ron, wait, no Percy, or maybe bill? I can't tell since they're all redheads. Haha, I laughed to myself.

I continue walking only to see spoiled brat Dudley; why is he here, at Hogwarts.... he's so scrumptious to look at, but I'm dating Crabbe, so I can't stay with him...

Draco's fine ass walks up to me with a grin; he notices my juicy curves. I'm in love, but no! I can't do that to Crabbe... or can I? Draco is just everything I want in a man, powerful, strong, hot, and toxic.

That's when I remembered... something terrible... Crabbe and Draco are best friends. But I ain't never seen two pretty bes frens... I ask myself who it could be.

Crabbe is so cute, and better yet, he smells like popcorn. Crabbe has the biggest shlong I've ever seen; it's magnificent. But Draco is very handsome; he's tall toxic, and best of all, rich. Just my type. Draco is the better option, but I could never do that to Crabbe and his shlong... I haven't seen Draco shlong, though. Maybe I could seduce him and see for myself.

Draco is all I want in life or maybe even his daddy. Lucius is hot as well, but maybe I should stick to people my age. Draco is such a bad boy. I love it! He hates mudbloods more than I do; that little Granger girl is always trying to mess things up. Everyone knows she is getting with both Harry and Ron; I mean, they don't call them the golden trio for nothing.

When I arrived in our juicy classroom, I saw McGonagall ontop of Filch. They weren't in clothes, well they were, but it wasn't much. They definitely saw me, but that didn't stop them. Draco walked in too. He was eyeing me down; I love it! I think he's my twin flame, we blink at the same time, and we even like the same foods. We both love bananas; I think he loves them more than I do. But I love him, I think I might start manifesting him to love me or use a potion, but that's no fun.

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