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Draco was fairly sure the Dark Lord had left the school by the time he woke up Friday morning. After Creature Languages he pretty much ran up to his room and hid for the rest of the afternoon. He didn't know that the Dark Lord had such a flair for teaching. But ZOMG if he read HBP he would know! God!
He laid back on his bed and wondered what he would do with himself this weekend. With no girlfriend and best friend gone he had little when it came to thing to do. Maybe he'd go home one of these weekends...of course that'll mean he'd probably have to kill somebody. Not that it would bother him. He's just a little out of practice.
He laid back on his bed and wondered what he would do with himself this weekend. With no girlfriend and best friend gone he had little when it came to thing to do. Maybe he'd go home one of these weekends...of course that'll mean he'd probably have to kill somebody. Not that it would bother him. He's just a little out of practice.