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Draco Malfoy is back at Hogwarts, but he quickly becomes bored and decides to pick up his game. But whom will be his victim this time?
Wait and see
She heard his footsteps closing in and she started to walk faster. Faster. Faster. Then she broke into a run. She ran as fast as she could, but she couldn't seem to get away.
Don't ever accept a job offer from a Professor. You might be getting in way over your head.
Draco sets his plan in work, and is Leonie falling for Blaise Zabini?
This is who I am
He'd called her Hermione. He had used it. Draco sodding Malfoy.
“She's a Mudblood!”
Hurting you, Hurting me.
“Well, well. Stealing my spot, are we?”
Down Memory Lane
“I don't trust you.”
In My Veins
Who knew she would ever feel this attached to a man – she could call him a man by now, surely? – that had treated her like crap for so many years, and suddenly he'd turned and he'd become this sweet and polite young man that she could not help but feel immensely drawn to. He had suddenly become so, so … perfect.
Spin the Bottle
Leonie's eyes were glued on the brunette across that room that wore a stunning dark blue dress with a large brooch at waist-level. Her hair fell in natural waves, reaching a few inches below her shoulders. She was wearing her mask, but it was impossible to mistake her. It was Hermione Granger. And she was here. As Draco's date.
“I seem to be all alone,” he muttered, hearing the Manor carry out his voice in an empty echo.
Do you ever feel as though no one knows who you are? You can wear a mask and fool the world, but you will never fool your self.
I Don't Believe You
Draco groaned as he rolled over on his side, his left hand covering his face. His head was pounding immensely and he figured he probably shouldn't have drunk so much last night. After his argument with Leonie he'd taken Hermione home and watched her as she fell into a peaceful dream before he'd visited his favourite pub and had 20 too many drinks. Sitting up, he noticed how messy his sheets were. He cringed.
“You shall stay behind. I have a mission for you,” Voldemort drawled, and for a fraction of a second I felt Draco's eyes on me, before he left the room - being the first one.
I have never been somebody's second. I was always the one they yearned for, the one they wanted to be with. I was always First. Then she came along. Leonie Daniels.
The Beginning of the End
As Dumbledore started speaking, however, I forgot all about the Slytherins. The Headmaster's words were a blur but a few stuck out.
All This Time
This was it. Hogwarts was under attack.
We Might Not Make It Home Tonight
“Just find her and carry out the deed,” the werewolf growled and Leonie pushed past him and ran.
A Living Nightmare
This couldn't be happening. This had to be a dream. A bad dream. A nightmare.
“Not having her with me, not being able to wake up and meet her for breakfast in the Great Hall or joke with her in between classes, not being able to picture my life with her in it. There's nothing okay with that. It just... It sucks.”
I Need You
Draco's head shot up and he stared in disbelief at the girl opposite him. Long, curly blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes, plumb pink lips, a friendly, freckled face. Leonie.
The grass was moist as Draco Malfoy made his way up the hill. His eyes soon found the purpose of his arrival here and he stopped.
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