A dangerous game.
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"Professor Malfoy?" She asked walking up to the desk.
"Call me Draco." He demanded.
"I don't know if that's necessary-"
"Teachers orders love." He spoke softly, with care as he stood up towering over the girl.
"Um, Draco." She breathed as he grinned.
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