Y/n Y/l/n is in her 8th year and gets introduced to a 7th+8th year secret Slytherin only game. Selected students at selected times get little notes with a task and the number of points they'll get for completing said task. At the end of the year, wh...
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Soon, it ended. It was really cool and Theodore was still silent.
"I enjoyed that." I sighed.
"Yea," Tom smirked and pressed a kiss on my face.
I softly giggled and hugged him.
"I can't wait to fuck you tonight," He whispered in my ear.
Butterflies. I blushed and kissed his neck.
He chuckled and let me go. We walked out of the museum and met up with Astoria, Draco, Mattheo, Blaise, and Lola.
They each had a few batches of flowers in their hands.
"Oh, so you had the time to go fucking flower picking but not the time to come on the thing we all came here for?!" Theodore yelled.
Mattheo held up a batch of flowers and smiled apologetically.
Theodore rolled his eyes and stormed up to him. He snatched the flowers out of his hand and walked past him.
Tom headed for Blaise and I wanted flowers from Astoria. I started to walk up to her, but a body moved its way in front of me and a batch of the prettiest flowers appeared in front of me.
I looked up to Draco smirking down at me.
"I picked these just for you." He spoke and grabbed my hand.
They really were made for me. White roses, purple peonies, pink daisies, and lavenders.
"Oh, wow. They're gorgeous." I breathed.
"Y/N!" Tom yelled.
My head turned to where the noise was coming from. I looked back at Draco and smiled. My hand grabbed the flowers from his hand.
"Thank you." I thanked him and ran over to Tom.
He didn't have a happy look on his face as we walked back down from the mountain.
Tom had told me to throw the flowers away several times, but I didn't listen.
