first year at the sorting ceremony you: hi im y/n potter! would you like to be my friend? draco:a potter? you and i will never be friends you: oh... second year at the bookshop you: maybe this year we could be friends. draco: i told you to leave me alone. we'll never be friends. third year in the greathall you started becoming mentally unstable but hidden it from everyone draco: potter! whats wrong? decided not to talk to me this year? Good because your a pain in the arse.lies
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27/11/2024