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'He didn't beg

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'He didn't beg.

I knew he wouldn't; Draco isn't that type of person.

But it is his loss.

Now, it's Wednesday, October 23rd. Any chance I get, I've been trying to study for the upcoming Muggle Studies test. I've been working with Draco on it; it's hard since we both despise muggles. Now that I think about it, I should have asked Hermione to help me. Draco wouldn't be happy about it but-"

"That's correct," a deep voice interrupts.

I slam my book close and look over my shoulder, "How many times have I said-"

"-not to touch your book; yeah yeah." Draco finishes, rolling his eyes. "I was just telling you: you're not wrong."

"Well obviously," I scoff. "you know I'm never wrong." Ignoring my comment, he grabs my hand, pulling me towards our Muggle Studies classroom.

He mumbles, "For the record, I didn't touch your book."

* * *

I settle down into my seat with Blaise on my left and Draco on my right, as Professor Burbage had us begin straight away.

Almost ten minutes in, I've caught Blaise trying to look at my paper six times, "Blaise, I swear to Merlin; quit it, you're going to get us in trouble!" I whisper shout.

Draco leans in, "Oh, please don't be like the mud-blood, Taylor. Let him have a little peak."

"Yeah, what's the big deal?" Blaise cocks his head.

I roll my eyes, "The big deal is that I studied for this test. Draco did as well, so I don't see why you're not mad Blaise is trying to copy me. For all we know he might be trying to look at my boobs." I whisper again.

Draco's eyes immediately widen. Draco points an angry finger at Blaise, "Zabini, I swear if you're looking at her boobs - those are my boobs to look at not-"

Blaise raises his hands in surrender, "Wow - that's like saying I'm trying to get into my little sisters pants." he gags as I begin to look at Professor Burbage, wondering how she hasn't head us arguing yet.

"Calm down, you two." I separate them with my arms. "For the record, I'll always be down to fuck you Blaise," Draco's eyes widen even more, while I ignore it, "now get to work. You have all the answers in your head - all you have to do is write it down on the parchment." I pick up my quill again, and begin writing. I suddenly feel a close presence on my right. I slowly look up to see Draco looking down at my paper. I quickly cover it with my arm and whisper, "Not you too - both of you must stop cheating," I complain.

He chuckles under his breath, "Don't flatter yourself, darling; I'm not cheating. You made a mistake."

I furrow my eyebrows and look down at my parchment, "What- where?"

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