– y/n's POV –
Then I could feel Harry's stare.
"What?" I asked. But he didn't respond for a while.
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"...What did you meet him for?" Harry broke the silence. "I mean we were talking and then you just sent me away. That was suspicious, indeed."
"He made some mistakes." I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at him. "And he was here to apologise. I didn't want it to seem weird, so I didn't want anyone to see it."
Then I remembered our kiss under the stars.
"...Nothing happened. Will you stop hating me, now?" I spoke.
"I don't hate you." Harry responded. "I was just surprised."
"Sure you were." I chuckled and Harry chuckled as well.
"Why do you guys hate Draco so much?" I asked. He could be really mean but he could also be... really sweet.
"Are you serious?" Harry responded.
"I mean I don't know much about anyone except for you, famous Harry Potter." I laughed.
"You're as famous at Hogwarts," Harry laughed back.
"Yeah, for being expelled." I spoke sarcastically.
"So the rumour is true?" asked Harry.
"...Of course, not," I laughed it away. "Why would Hogwarts accept an expelled student? People are just very easily intimidated by me, that's why." And I lied. I couldn't risk it again.
"Hm, fair enough. We can't really be friends with Draco because he's just so arrogant and he hated us first." Harry answered to my question. "He hates Hermione because she's a muggle–"
"Hermione is a muggle? That is wicked." I gasped.
"Yup, but Draco wouldn't concur with you," said Harry.
"Oh... he seemed caring , though," I murmured and Harry furrowed his brow at my words.
"Caring? Now, that is the most incredibly unfitting description of Draco Malfoy," Harry burst out laughing. "Are you okay?" He made fun of me.
Then Draco's face popped in my head, and his sharp words that hurt me.
"You're right. He is far from it." I spoke. Staring at the window, I could almost imagine Draco on a broom outside, waiting for me.
I sighed. "...Whatever, I'm gonna take a nap. Don't wake me up." Closing my eyes, I put all my thoughts aside and fell asleep.
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"Honey,"
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"My little girl, open your eyes."
My parents' voice echoed in the darkness.
"...Mum? Dad?" I slowly opened my eyes. But even when I did, it was still pitch dark. I couldn't even see myself.
"We're here..."
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Fanfiction- Draco's POV - "Is it true she was expelled from the Durmstrang?" there were murmurs in the hall. "Wow," Blaise whispered, "she looks ravishing." The seemingly 'new students,' a boy and a girl, were marching in with the group at the end. But the gi...
