His mudblood
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  • Reads 73,858
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  • Parts 23
  • Time 3h 13m
Complete, First published May 17, 2014
Oh where the hell was this going to? With a heart beating as if she'd been chased by a lot of gigantic elephant sized spiders she stood there.  It was not as if she didn't think it would ever happen - that she would face him. But in such a broken state? Draco had always been one of the people you knew but didn't interact with. Surely not as a mudblood muggleborn, though now he was sat in a deserted hallway. Lips purple from the cold and big black bags under his dark eyes. 

She was not a girl to easily fall or come easily but she was the girl to help and that counted for something.

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See how the two of them form a bond stronger than friendship. But notice how fate and duty ruin whatever was dear to them. 

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Bear in mind this was written in like 2015. I am not gonna edit all my notes i wrote as a fifteen year old but yeah! No J.K. Rowling fan here.
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