chapter 58- sixth year

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  "oh and guess what? still have that liquid luck and there is no way in hell you're getting it!" i say walking away from him still in the room of requirements.

"wait- you haven't used it yet?" draco asks his voice changing.

i turn around to face him and then fish around in my bag, looking for the vial.

"oh, here it is." i say, holing the bottle up to him.

he smirks.

"but i think im going to drink it now." i mumble, screwing the lid open.

"wait!"

i raise the vial to my lips.

"voldemort. he's making me do this if i don't do it correctly he'll kill me." he says quickly.

i freeze, staring up at him. slowly i remove the vial from my lips.

"what."

draco sighs.

"you're lying." i mutter and raise the vial back to my lips.

"why would i lie about this?"

i lower the vial once more realizing he was probably telling the truth.

"why would he ask you?" i ask, screwing the lid back on.

he clears his throat, "my father."

i look at him, and suddenly feel really bad for him. he has to work for that horrible person- because of his father.

"here take it." i mumble, handing the vial out towards him.

he smiles and looks up at me.

"you'd really-"

"take it before i change my mind."

he gently takes the vial from my hand.

"thank you."

i smile softly.

"now show me what the fuck you're doing."

"i can't-"

"you think i would tell anyone? draco you made it clear what would happen if i do."

he stares at me and then turns around walking back to the cabinet.

"im repairing this," he points to the large cabinet, "its called the vanishing cabinet."

"why do you need to repair it for- him?" i asks, skimming my fingers over the cabinet.

"uhm- i don't know, didn't ask."

i give him a confused look but end up going with it.

"oh." is all i say.

i walk over to him and slide down the wall, sitting on the floor.

"so what are you now, a death eater?" i laugh, and bring my knees up to my chest.

his faces goes pale but it quickly goes away.

"so?"

"uhm no- no."

i nod, "duh, they wouldn't put a kid in. and plus you'd never do that."

"yeah- i would never." his voice comes out a bit shaky, but he just smiles at me.

i smile and look up at him, "oh and you know i don't love blaise in that way- like just friends."

"if you would've let me get a fucking word in i could've explained that to you." i continue, rolling my eyes.

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