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Platform Nine and Three Quarters
"oh, your girlfirend?"
The First Murder
When I reach the kitchen, I see a blurry figure on the ground. I squint, who is that? I walk closer. Oh. My. God. It's George Weasly, and he's dead on the kitchen floor. He lies in a puddle of blood, and the wall reads with his blood, 'I am back' My hands fly to my mouth and I scream.
"Getting Draco 101, are you guys in?"
Shut up Throat, Just One More Shot
I close my eyes and I raise the tiny cup to my lips and gulp. My throat and stomach explode.
Idiots to Sleuths
"So you're saying like we should, try to solve the murders?"
"I know you're trying to steal Draco away from me,"
Welcome Back to California, the Most Urban State Known to Man
"Um, no bitch, I'm getting your manager,"
The Dead Sister on the Doormat
I look down, and my eyes tear up with tears. They never forgot about her.
Draco grabs my waist and pulls me close, "I love you, Vivian." he closes his eyes and leans down to kiss me, but I push him away.
"I'm sorry, Draco."
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"Are you drunk?"
"Maybe!" I say, giggling like I said the funniest thing in the world.
Quidditch in My Boyfriend's Jersey+A Dead Body=Trouble
I put on Draco's jersey.
"Well?" Pansy asks.
I giggle, "He put loads of cologne on it"
. . .
I'm Alive But I'm Dead
"Wait so you guys are alive? How?"
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