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"Potter's running away, Potter's running away, Potter's-"
Always alone/the Phoenix from the Ashes
Yet, no one is here.
“Whoa, I wasn’t telling you what I was thinking so that you could agree, I was telling you so that you could say it was a completely daft, brainless, not to mention really, really bad and dangerous idea!”
A Thief in the Night
"That's comforting," I tell him, rolling my eyes.
“It’s beautiful out tonight isn’t it? You can really see the stars.”
"You're brilliant," I gasp to him.
"Why, Mr. Malfoy, you couldn't possibly mean the color of my cousin's eyes, could you?"
Louis nods slightly, the expression on his face saying that this is exactly what he expected. My cousins are really strange.
Merlin, this kid is really weird. If all Muggles are like this, so help me, I'll-
I clear my throat, trying to decide whether I should laugh or cry. This is almost like a surreal dream. I pinch myself and wince.
Chapter written for Shoot for the stars 1999's Hunger Games trilogy quotes challenge.
"And don't even start on Snape. I don't care how greasy his hair was."
"You're a genius," I gasp to her.
"You want your future told?"
I roll my eyes slightly. “I think you worry about me too much sometimes.”
I blink at him in surprise, my mouth falling open slightly and say, "What kind of dumb question is that? Of course I will, you git!"
"You," I chuckle, unable to stop laughing all of a sudden, "You're sitting on Aunt Hermione's forget-me-nots and lilacs, you know that right?"
Oh, Merlin, that's awkward...
"The imperius curse is just lovely, isn't it?"
"Hooray for us non-Gryffindors showing our bravery. Who says all Slytherins are slimy gits?"
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