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"i hate to see you go so soon."
"we'll be back for christmas, mother." draco's arms wrapped around the woman's frame before he was pulling away worriedly. "the both us, right?"
"we'll see when the time comes." lucius answered for his wife, his eyes falling to the witch by his son's side. "if zemora behaves this year, and does as she's told, i see no reason for her to miss."
"she'll be a good girl." narcissa finally stated, wrapping her arms around the child as she'd did with her son moments before. "i love you, zemora."
"i love you too." zemora hesitated, but eventually returned the gesture with a sad look etched upon her features. "i'll make you proud."
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"so basically, you're buying your way in."
"no!"
zemora sniffled a laugh at the way draco's eyes glanced around their section of the hogwarts express. "that's literally what you just said, dre."
"i'm not buying my way in." draco stated finally, leaning back into his seat. "i'm just forcing them to recognize my abilities."
"whatever helps you sleep at night." zemora hummed nonchalantly, falling back into her own seat before pulling a book into her lap. "you know, that's what it's going to look like to everyone else?"
"don't really care." draco smirked, pulling a green apple from his bag before tossing it in the air to catch. "i'll be on the quidditch team."
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"ginny!"
"zemora?" the youngest weasley was struck with utter confusion in the presence of the blonde. "how do you know my name?"
"how do you know mine?" zemora easily countered, a gentle grin upon her lips. "you're a weasley, i believe everyone knows your name by now."
"as everyone knows yours." ginny mirrored the smile before it was faltering ever so slightly. "what is it you need?"
