I Have a Duck... I Think

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Chapter 48 - I Have a Duck... I Think.

Megan POV

It's currently a few weeks into the school year. 

And I have to say, at first it really wasn't THAT different from previous years. 

That is, up until about last week. All of the teachers got fifty billion times more strict and unfair to all of the nonSlytherin's. 

This is a point in time where I'm so happy to be a Slytherin because, for us, it's not that bad. 

So yeah, I'm currently walking the halls of Hogwarts just cause I can, since you know, I'm Leading Girl (Snape wouldn't let me be called "Queen"), oh and because I'm cool like that. 

HA! I bet you thought that I forgot about that? huh? NOPE! 

I'M THINKING LIKE THIS IS A BOOK THAT SOMEONE IS READING! 

I hope that nobody is reading my thoughts as a book, because that would be totes embarrassing. 

I like vagina. 

Nah! Just kidding!

I like my dick just like most girls. 

No, I don't have a dick. 

But I have a duck. 

I think. 

I'M CONFUSING MYSELF!

So yeah, I walked some more until I got tired. Then I started to walk around with my eyes closed. 

A GIRL NEEDS HER EXERCISE! 

Then I bumped into a wall... or Kingsly. 

Nah, why would Kingsly be in Hogwarts at this time? 

Then I started to fall over because I have no balance. Stupid me. 

But the weirdest thing happened.

The wall wrapped its arms around me breaking my fall. 

I love this wall. 

The wall smelled good...

Kinda like Draco. 

But no, Draco isnt at Hoggywarts. 

He's gone to who knows where. 

I opened my eyes to see why the wall smelled of Draco to find that the wall wasn't really a wall. 

DRACOOOOOOOO!

No, don't act like you missed him deeply. 

He broke up with you through a letter. 

You're supposed to be pissed at him. 

PISSED. PISSED. PISSED. PISSED. PISSED. I have to piss. 

"I see that you haven't overcome your clumsiness in the time that I was gone," I said with a smirk. 

Oh yeah, I'm facing him now. 

"Yeah I guess," I spoke. 

There was silence. Then I whipped up the courage to ask him the question that has been bothering me since our breakup.

"Why?"

"What?" he asked.

"Why'd you leave?" 

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