Darkest desires

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Chloé POV
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The next week I was mainly being concentrated on my classes and studies. The teachers are very nice to me, at least someone. Most of the time they are just asking me about Beauxbatons and comparing it to Hogwarts, which other students highly enjoyed.

Draco is ignoring me, pretending like I am air every time we meet in the hall or in our common room. I'm minding my own business and he does the same. It works like that.

I met the Weasley twins, or more like they met me. They just wanted to know if they have any competition at Beauxbatons. Apparently, Fred and George want to run a store with joke objects and crazy products. Then we started talking and now we meet almost every evening in the abandoned bathrooms where Moaning Myrtle lives. Well, not actually lives. She's a ghost. A very annoying one.

Most of the time they are showing me their new products, one time they almost made me drink one of their silly potions to test it. We are having a great time together. People don't look at me like I'm a new girl anymore and I'm slowly starting to feel like I am blending in.

But I can't forget about my encounter with Draco last week. Every time I see him, I just think about his thumb touching my bottom lip and his veiny hand choking my throat.

"Hey, Frenchie!" Shouted Fred and George at the same time. I turned around and spot them walking down the stairs towards me.

"Don't call me like that." I laughed while waiting for them.

"What are you doing so alone?" Asked Fred.

"'Lonely, I am so lonely, I have no booody'..." continued George.

"Stop it, you silly. I'm just headed to my room." I said with a smile on my face.

"What are you doing this evening?"

"I was just going to study and-" George interrupted me.

"Well, not anymore. Come on, it's Friday. You're coming with us."

"To the Three broomsticks.

"At 9pm."

"We'll be waiting you here." Added George.

They didn't even wait for my answer and left.
But I'll gladly go.

Draco POV
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Ignoring Chloé wasn't as easy as I thought it would be.

At first, I was doing great. My mind was busy anyway with studying and doing homework.
Not that I need it, I know everything already. My parents taught me the most difficult spells, Snape gave me extra hours of potions and with Defense against the dark arts, well...my parents are fucking Death eaters, that speaks for everything.

But then it got worse and worse. Every time we met by accident, I could smell her from meters far. She's possessive.

I've even gone to the library to find something about Veelas, because I still couldn't understand her impact on me.

And the hell I found. She's a Half-Veela, her whole family is, and they even mentioned her ancestors. The Delacours. Half-Veelas are incredibly beautiful, possessive half-creatures.
When someone falls for them, there's no way back. They will love them to the end of their life, even if they don't love them back.

Thank Merlin I'm not falling for her.

Or am I?