Draco was in his room, twirling the box that contained Lily's gift in his hands. He was kind of nervous about giving it to her. He had never spent so much money on someone that wasn't a member of his family before. Thankfully, Draco knew he had good taste so he was sure she would like it. If she didn't...well, Draco hoped that she'd have the good
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Draco rolled over bed on Wednesday morning feeling like he had the best sleep of his life. Those brownies sure did the trick., he thought to himself
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Draco was laying on his bed in his room. His shirt was off and he was looking at the mark on his arm for what must have been the three hundreth time. He always did that when he was worried about something. Even before he had the mark placed there he looked at that part of his arm, imagining what it would be like to have one
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Oh my god, I told her I loved her. She said it first but I said it back. I've never done that before. Ever. Not even the fake 'I love you' to get in someones pants. And to make it even more awkward it was just left at the whole 'love you' part because Jonathan came in. What, am I a magnet for bad timing
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Draco woke up on Friday morning hungover. Very hungover. And naked. Very naked. He sits up, trying to find where the hell his boxers went. When he sees them (green and silky!) on Jonathan's side of the room everything that had happened the night before came back to him.
I did not sleep with a hooker that looked like my geology partner last night.
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