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Oh where the hell was this going to? With a heart beating as if she'd been chased by a lot of gigantic elephant sized spiders she stood there. It was not as if she didn't think it would ever happen - that she would face him. But in such a broken state? Draco had always been one of the people you knew but didn't interact with. Surely not as a mudblood muggleborn, though now he was sat in a deserted hallway. Lips purple from the cold and big black bags under his dark eyes. She was not a girl to easily fall or come easily but she was the girl to help and that counted for something. - See how the two of them form a bond stronger than friendship. But notice how fate and duty ruin whatever was dear to them. - Bear in mind this was written in like 2015. I am not gonna edit all my notes i wrote as a fifteen year old but yeah! No J.K. Rowling fan here.
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