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His parents had taken to ignore his very existence.

He didn't mind, actually. All they ever did was give him shit about being friends with Lily but he didn't care. If his parents couldn't accept that he was happy then why should he bother on trying to make them happy?

The only way they will be happy is if he cut all ties with the Mudblood — he now hates that word with a burning passion — and marry a perfectly suitable pureblood bride to carry on with tradition.

The only way he was happy, though, is if Lily Evans is never taken away.

So when he saw her after the dragging holidays, he knew that what he felt for her was something deep. It was something he himself let happen but he couldn't bring himself to care.

He loved and hated that she had this unknowing control over him. It would most likely be his downfall, but again, he didn't care.

So now that he has accepted that she was imbedded inside his veins, never to come out, he embraced it.

He embraced her.

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Merry Christmas!

~Imagine xx

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