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The Bus Stop
Draco Malfoy was still the same snarky, sarcastic, rude boy I used to know, except now, he had this sort of foreign alluring charm about him that always seemed to sever my mind and body into two different entities so that they worked of their own accord – unconnected in every way. Try as I might to prevent it, my body always ended up getting the better of me.
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