"Really?! How long have you known?!"
"A month"
"Lydia!!! For all we know they could have already done it!"
Fuck...maybe they had.
"I-I tried to find a date or anything okay! I thought I was being smart!"
V then stormed off.
"Hey Lyd...I'm afraid that if they have done it...then we are pretty screwed, Crabbe and Goyle know everything..."
"Everything? As in?"
"Well everything you said the other night...everything"
"Shit I really messed up didn't I"
Blaise looked at me sorrowfully.
"It's okay Lyd...I'm sure they haven't done it yet...you're too smart to not know about it"
"You really think?"
"Yup"
"Thanks Blaise"
"That reminds me...where is Crabbe and Goyle?"
We both turned to Draco.
"Umm still in the great hall grabbing pastries I believe"
"Right...well I'm going to go and get them...for all we know they could be bumping into the trio any second"
"Draco..."
"Yeah?"
"Don't say anything about me, okay?"
"You got it"
He smirked and then rushed away.
"Wait! Draco!"
"Yes???"
"Your robe"
I quickly flung it off and chucked it to him.
He smiled and then made his way out the common room.
"You better go sort out the drama queen"
"Shut up Blaise"
"Well I'll be on way to my dorm see ya princess"
"What did you just call me?"
"Well you are practically royalty aren't you?"
He smirked and strutted off.
If he calls me that again he's dead.
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Draco's pov:
I shoved on my robe.
It smelled just like her...like sunshine and fresh flowers.
Merlin that was one of the best ideas I've ever had.
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FanfictionWhat if Voldemort did love...what if he wanted to love but was blinded by his lust for power. Lydia Riddle, the daughter of Voldemort. What will happen at her time in Hogwarts? Will she fall in love? Or will she get hurt... DM love story. I don't...
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