Blaise while trying to get over you. The melancholy face he maintained in every aspect of his life wouldn't even let up while playing his favorite sport. The night you died at the hands of Voldemort was the night the Slytherin vowed revenge.
❝ You don't understand, Malfoy. She was my world. ❞
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Now that's one big oof right there.
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