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HE HATED HER.

it was obvious why.

she was a filthy mudblood. a dirty bastard who ran around hogwarts acting like she owned the place. a goody two shoes, insufferable know it all.

all he wanted to do was hurt her, but he couldn't help but be intrigued.

the way her eyes crinkled when she laughed, her smooth caramel skin, dancing in the sight of the sun. her long, curly hair, untamed and shoved roughly into a ponytail. her laugh that would echo, bouncing off the walls and filling the room with happiness. the slight tip of her accent. french. but she had lived in england all her life.

he hated persephone kama. but he couldn't help but desire her so strongly.

he wanted to pin her up against the wall, pull her hair and whisper dirty nothings into her ears, tell her she was worthless and ram into her constantly. he wanted to hear her moan, screaming his name so she knew who her superior was.

he hated her.

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