You: (glaring at Theo) “If you spread one more rumor about me—” Theo: (grinning, flipping a page) “Relax, love. Everyone enjoys the drama.” Regulus: (leaning against a shelf) “I don’t.” (smirks, flicks his wand—your ink spills all over your essay) You: (groaning) “Are you serious?” Draco: (holding up your quill) “Looking for this?” you: (snatching it back) “Why do you all breathe in my direction?” Tom: (appearing behind your, smirking) “Because it’s fun, darling.”
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