RIDDLE ME THIS

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it didn't hurt but i fell back on the bed, clutching my head and groaning.

"oh, shit! Lo, i didn't mean to throw it that hard!"

he crossed the room and i felt the bed dip as he kneeled over me.

"Lola?"

"you... you."

"i can't hear..." he brought his ear close to my mouth.

"you're a dick, Malfoy."

his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. "are you serious?"

i nodded. "it takes more than a pillow to take me out, you know."

"don't do that again." he gripped my chin.

"i'm not making any promises."

"seriously, Lola. don't."

i rolled my eyes and sat up. "no more 'i missed you so much' shit either."

Draco rolled his eyes in response. "you're so annoying."

i winked. "i know."

"Lo, Draco, stop making out and come back!" Matteo called.

i sighed and Draco pulled me up. "she's nice, Lols."

"don't push it."

"you'll like her if you bother to get to know her."

i flipped him off and strode into the living room.

Matteo was in the armchair with Pansy squeezed in beside him and Tom was sat suspiciously close to Violet.

i narrowed my eyes, trying to think of a way to separate them.

if i sat between them, i would be next to Violet.

if Draco sat between them, so would he.

before i could make my mind up, Draco pulled me into his lap.

"so, what are you talking about?" he asked.

"Lola." Pansy grinned.

"what about me?"

"Violet played Quidditch for England." Tom informed me.

i scowled.

"maybe she could teach you a thing or two."

"i'm alright thanks." i snapped.

Draco pinched me. "be nice," he whispered.

i plastered a smile onto my face. "i apologise. it's just i have more important things to do with my life than spend all my time training."

"i completely understand that, Lola." Violet nodded. "but from what i've heard, we practise about same amount, i think you might even do more than me."

i ignored her. "are we going to get food?"

"oh, i cooked for us!" Violet clapped her hands.

she was so fucking annoying.

"what did you make?" Tom asked.

"oh just a steak and mushroom pie. nothing special."

"that's my favourite." Tom grinned.

i fought the urge to gag. again.

"don't you like steak and mushroom?" Violet picked up on it. "i can always make you something else..."