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Like Mother, Like Son
He pulled her close to him, enveloping her lips in a lethal kiss.
“Blaise,” Draco Malfoy smirked, leaning on the doorframe. He nodded at his friend, amicably; but any courtesy the nod held was stripped by that idle smirk.
“So, they all ended up with each other. How very uninteresting… predictable too.” Draco sneered, “Any bets that Potter is running around, saving the day in a pair of tights?”
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