The summer was once again got by fast. Draco's summer was no better than Y/n's, he would stay up in his room thinking and plotting. His mother was beginning to worry, she wanted her son to be happy and proud. Narcissa began to walk up the black stairs that led to the hallway. Her green dress's train dragged behind her with each step, she had made her way to Draco's bedroom door and softly knocked.
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