ENEMY'S ARE REALLY LOVERS ONCE REMOVED
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Last published Sat, Nov 21, 2020
Draco's eyes widened. Harry was eating lunch with no mind that everyone was staring at him. Pansy smirked. "What's up with that?" Draco sighed. He pulled the red tie out of his pocket. He walked up and glared at Harry. The blonde slipped the correct tie into the boys hand when no one was looking. Malfoy glared at Harry. "Stealing my tie? Pathetic."
Harry's eyes widened. Draco smirked and walked back to his table.
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