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—IT WAS MAY, ALSO A HOGSMEADE WEEKEND. Alexandria, being one of the few to stay, was in the library looking for a book. The noise of a book hitting the table made her turn around.
"What is it now?" Alexandria scoffed, looking at the blond.
Draco shrugged. "I was bored. I didn't want to go to Hogsmeade so I figured I could annoy you."
"Typical," she rolled her eyes and went back to looking for her book.
"What are you looking for? Maybe I can help."
"I don't need your help."
Draco became quiet and pulled out a random book, flipping through it.
Alexandria turned around, mouth parting immediately. "Where did you get that book?"
"Here," he pointed to the bookshelf, looking confused. "Why?"
"That's the book I was looking for."
"Oh," he suddenly grinned. "Well, 'you don't need my help.'"
Alexandria glared at him. "Do you even know what it's about?"
"No."
"Check it out."
Draco looked at the book cover, eyes widening immediately: "Dominating Dementors: A True History of Azkaban" the book said.
"What do you even need this for?" He asked, giving it to her.
She sat down and started looking through it. "None of your business, Malfoy."
