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❝So it's true then," he drawled out, voice dripping in arrogance. "You are related to the House of Romanov?"
The young girl smiled and to the keen eye, seemed to hold something hidden in it. "And if I was?"
Draco smirked and held out a hand, just like when he introduced himself to Harry Potter. "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy.❞
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「 author's note」
let the drama begin (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
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