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"Hey sleepyheads, wake the fuck up," Blaise says, throwing a book at Draco. We both groggily sit up and Blaise laughs, "we are at Hogwarts, get your shit." Draco lets me out and he hands me my trunk. Blaise and Pansy leave, Draco staying behind.
                          
"Are you coming Draco?" I ask. He looks at me and shakes his head, "I have to check something, I'll be out in a second. I'll meet you at the gate." He says dismissively. I nod and leave, catching up with Blaise and Pansy.
                          
"Is he coming?" Blaise asks. I shake my head, "no he has to check something. He says he will meet us at the gate." I shrugged. He nods and we proceeded to make our way to the gate.
                          
Blaise and Pansy have their things searched and I told them I'd wait for Draco. Pansy was annoyed with it, but thankfully Blaise got her to go with him. 
                          
"Y/n, why are you just standing around?" I hear Snape ask. I turn around to see him and I respond, "I'm waiting for Draco." 
                          
"Looks like you don't have to anymore." He says. I turn around to see Draco looking pissed yet satisfied. 
                          
"Thanks for waiting." He smiles. The goblin opens our trunks and looks through our things. He takes out a walking stick and gives Draco a look, "are you trying to disguise something, Mister Malfoy?"
                          
Draco snatches it from the goblin, "it's a walking stick." He hissed. Snape speaks up before Draco losses his shit on the creature, "I can vouch for Mister Malfoy." 
                          
Draco's attention shoots up, I look as well; Harry was walking with Luna Lovegood with a bloody nose. Mine and Harry's eyes meet, a look of sadness covers his face; well it was mainly blood but still.
                          
Draco grabs my hand, "nice face, Potter." He yells then drags me off. I felt guilty, I had played his heart the same way Draco has been playing with mine. I'm 'dating' Draco to protect him, right? 
                          
"Draco, what the fuck did you do?" I ask, ripping my hand away. He looks to me with his eyebrows furrowed, "what do you mean?"
                          
I scoff, "I don't know, I guess Harry magically got a bloody nose huh?"
                          
He smirks, "well duh." I wanted to hold back my smile, but his reply made me want to laugh. I keep my cool and lightly punch his shoulder, "that's not nice, Draco."
                          
"Oh shut up, you love me." He says nonchalantly. He takes my hand once more, leading me to the great hall. I felt my face burn, I don't love this prick. 



                          
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A new professor is now at Hogwarts, his name was Slughorn. He seemed kind of creepy but, he's new I should give him a proper chance. Snape finally got the DADA class he's been wanting for ages apparently, I'm happy for him. 
                          
Draco had it so he and I now shared a dorm, this should be fun. He and I make our way to the Slytherin common room, we both take a seat on the couch.
                          
"How are we going to do it?" I ask, my eyes fixated on the fire. Draco chokes on his drink, "uh Y/n, I didn't know you wanted to—"
                          
"What no! Not that, I meant like our task!" I say, my face burning red. Luckily we were the only people in the common room. An awkward silence fell and neither of us dared to say a word.
                          
"Let's go to our dorm, we don't know who could be listening." He whispered. He takes my hand and brings us to a dorm, it was amazing until... I saw one bed. Lovely, just lovely. I may have spent the night with him once, but that doesn't mean I'm ready to do it every night!
                          
I sit down on the bed and he brings over a box then opens it, it was a beautiful blue necklace with silver rims. I go to pick it up but he slaps my hand, "Y/n are you dense? Don't fucking touch it!" He hissed.
                          
I hold my hand, "but why? It's pretty." I huffed.
                          
He sighs and levitates it with his wand, "because it's cursed, I plan to give it to Dumbledore. The curse on this necklace is powerful enough to kill Dumbledore with a single touch." He says, then lowers the necklace back into the box. 
                          
He shuts it and puts it away, "all we need to do is find out how to get it to him without him knowing it is us."
                          
"I could deliver it," I say. He shakes his head, "that would seem suspicious, you hang around me too much. Even if you don't have the dark mark, you could still be sent to Azkaban for giving it to him."
                          
"What if we gave it to a random student?" I suggest. He thinks for a moment, "that could work, who do you have in mind?"
                          
"Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown, Hannah Abbott, Marcus Belby, and Katie Bell. They aren't too well known, so no one would suspect any of them." I shrugged.
                          
"Dean Thomas is cozy with the golden trio, Lavender hasn't been able to keep eyes off Ron, so those two are scratched off." He says, ruffling his hair. I move and sit behind him and begin playing with his hair, "well that leaves Hannah, Marcus, and Katie."
                          
"What the fuck is your thing with playing with my hair?" He asks, looking at me. I turn his head so he's facing forward again, "shut up, I just like it. Got a problem with that?"
                          
He huffs, "which do you think would be best to deliver it?" I smirk at the fact he didn't respond to my question.
                          
"I'd say, Katie, Marcus, and Hannah would be too suspicious. Katie isn't the gossip type girl, so she's in the shadows of what everyone else has been up to." I say, running my hands through his soft platinum blonde hair.
                          
He turns to me and smiles, "what would I do without you?" 
                          
"Probably be dead." I shrugged with a smirk. He rolls his eyes then kisses my forehead, "get some rest, I've got to go mend the cabinet." I nod and Draco leaves, shutting the door behind himself.
                          
I sit down on the bed, staring off...


































                          
Is this the right thing to be doing...?