Beautiful Mudblood|| D.M

His hands gripped my waist, my arms wrapped around his neck. His head buried into my hair. I bit my lip. "If my cousin's a half blood, doesn't that mean I'm a quarter blood or some shit?"

He lifted his head and chuckled, looking deep into my eyes. "You're something, Dursley,"

Then, he linked our lips.

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Emma Dursley; twin sister of Dudley Dursley, but thinner, nicer, and... a witch? Considered the third disgrace in the family, after Harry and the late Lily Potter. Treated as poorly by her family as her cousin, Harry. Because of this, Emma and Harry were inseparable, being the best of friends, even if she's a Slytherin.

Oh, did I leave that part out? She's a Slytherin.

When Emma and Harry go to redo their 7th year at Hogwarts with Ron and Hermione, what will happen when Emma finds herself falling for the enemy?

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"Emma Dursley, you truly are a wonder," he said, his hand grazing my cheek.

"You're not too bad yourself, Malfoy," I replied, before crashing my lips onto his.

When we pulled away, he whispered in my ear, "My beautiful mudblood,"

Then I smacked his shoulder. "That's a bad word, little Drakie. Tsk tsk,"