The train pulled up and I was alone. Fear shook through me. Harry Potter. The wonder child, the magic boy was walking into school after a long summer vacation with a girlfriend whom they had never seen before. I don't really like Harry. And I don't believe that he likes me very much either. I scan the crowd for a glimpse at anyone I could possibly recognize. One head sticks out in particular.
A boy with platinum blonde hair stands above the rest. He is taller than everyone else. I point at him asking Harry who the handsome looking boy is.
" Don't pay any mind to Malfoy. Remember you must act like my girlfriend. I know neither of us are quite pleased, but we have to try and make this work." He breathed.
Malfoy. So his name was Malfoy.
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A Tragic Love
FanfictionHeather is 16. She has big green eyes, freckles and a smile that can light up any room. She is stunning. Coming from a wealthy family of pure bloods Heather has a long line of men that would love to be with her. When Heather makes a shocking realiza...
