"You're telling me you've never thought of this?" He whispers against my skin. "Can't say I have." I breathe out. "Your breathing tells me differently." I feel him smirk against my skin. "Hush up and kiss me."
|Fred Weasley x Female OC
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E L A R A
"What do you want Draco?" I ask in a bitter tone. "Look I know we haven't talked all week but I need your help Elara, please." He begs. I look up from my book to meet his teary eyes, Draco never cries.
"Draco, what's wrong?" I ask. "I can't tell you here, follow me."
♛
"What is this Draco?" I ask as he shows me a large cabinet. "It's a vanishing cabinet, there is another one, a matching one. My task is to fix it so-" He trails off. "Draco. Why do you need to fix it." I demand. "So that death eaters can invade Hogwarts for the second war." He replies, a single tear falling down his cheek.
"I need your help to fix it, I can't do this alone Elara." Draco states. I think for a few moments, I've protected him this far, there is no going back now.
"Okay, let's do this."
♛
"Sorry, I'm late," I mumble as I walk into DADA. "Care to tell the class where you were Miss Malfoy?" Snape asks all heads turn to me. Nosey bitches. "Family emergency," I reply quickly before sitting in my seat and opening my textbook.
"I'm sure we have better things to focus on right now, professor." I glare at him. I normally respect my teachers. But this year, knowing what I know about Snape, I simply can't.
"Very well."
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"Elara!" "What Fred?" I turn around. "I was just wondering if you needed anything." He states. "Why would I need something?" I furrow my brows. "You said-" "it was an excuse," I reply nonchalantly.
"So where we're you then?" He asks. "It's really none of your business Fred, I have to go." I quickly blurt out before walking in the direction of the common room.
"Hey, Elara-" "Not now Rowan," I state. "I'm just trying to help Elara." He replies. "Rowan, no offense but we all know the real reason you are friends with me," I exclaim. "Oh really?" He scoffs. "Fine, tell me then."
"I don't have time for this right now Rowan, I'm tired," I answer before waking to my dorm, shutting the door. I lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling for hours until sleep consumes me.
| A U T H O U R S N O T E | I'm sorry if my writing declines at all I'm not feeling good and the only reason I am writing is cause my anxiety says that if I don't write I won't be able to catch up.
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