We meet in words | Draco Malfoy (rewriting)
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  • LECTURI 18,103
  • Voturi 505
  • Capitole 44
  • Timp 6h 2m
În curs de desfăşurare, Prima publicare sep 26, 2021
Her behaviour when in his presence was amusing;
Her nervous babbling and obvious blushing
Causing those around her to roll their eyes knowingly. 

His actions, however, were unexpected,
His softened gaze paired with 
An uncontrollable need to fix his hair every two seconds
Veering far from his usual collected character, 
Though of course she was too busy tripping over herself 
To even notice anything.

Nobody could believe their eyes, 
His friends smirking at his awkwardness
Whilst hers failed to hold in their laughter.

The two of them were a mess together..
A pure and adorable mess.
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