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"I hate you." Diana sat on her couch, covered in silk and laces. She was dressed for bed, but her unyielding purple eyes and straight posture told otherwise. She had seen it, the anger boiling over. It was just like before when they were still naive children prancing around with wooden sticks, playing with brooms, and reading books filled with fairy tales. Six years have passed, wooden sticks became lethal weapons, brooms became means of escape, and books were precious mines of jeweled intelligence. But the consistency of Draco Malfoy's anger remained. His dark grey eyes glared menacingly through the moonlight seeping down through the windows. They were focused on one point; one person. "I hate you," he repeated. A tear trickled down his ashen cheeks. "I hate that 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶." * * * She never expected after dying at the age of 16 that she would wake up inside the world of Harry Potter. Reincarnated into the body of a foreign witch princess with the knowledge of the events about to befall Hogwarts, she does everything she can to stop the tragedies to happen. However, she is no hero. She's a villain. philosopher's stone━━deathly hallows © daixuki_, 2020
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