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Chapter 4

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"Twyla!! Wait!!" Draco called after her retreating back. But it was too late. Twyla had already took a seat next to Luna Lovegood.

Disappointed, Draco sat back down opposite Pansy.

"Oh, hello Draaaaco." she drawled. "We've been awaaaiting you."

Pansy had this annoying habit of draaaaaawling words when she was satisfied.

"We were just talking about that girl." Pansy said, carefully observing his reaction.

"Ugh, listen Panz, I really can't be bothered to bitch about everyone with you right now." he said,  not cottoning on.

"Oh, but you do know who I mean, riiiiiight???" she said.

Draco sat up abruptly.

"Pansy! I swear to Salazar that if you were talking about Twyla, I'll...I'll...I'll-"

Pansy cut him off rudely.

"Oh Draco, when will you learn that you shouldnt waste your time with Mudbloods like her."

"Twyla isn't a Mudblood. She's a half blood. And if you ever say that word again, I'll kill you. Got it?" he stood up from the table and stalked out the room.