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Post by Lavender Brown on Sept 17, 2008 23:27:30 GMT -5
Lavender sat with her hands behind her head. She knew that she had so much going for her. She had a wonderful boyfriend, and an amazing lover. She was not in love with Draco, no not at all. She was just in lust with him. She loved Ron way more than she could ever love Draco, and well that was just her downfall. She had liked Draco when they were children growing up. She had a lot to think about as she lay there in the sun. She was actually hoping for someone to just pop over and say hi.
She laid in the grass her dark hair fanned out in the grass with the sun beating down on her. She closed her eyes as she felt the breeze blow across her skin. She shivered lightly as she thought about what would happen if Ron ever found out about Draco. Draco already knew she was with Ron and that was the funny thing. Draco was always teasing her about being with him, and she hated it simply cause Ron actually showed that he cared about her.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Sept 18, 2008 11:02:30 GMT -5
It was a beautiful day and Draco didn’t expect to be kept locked up in the castle. He looked out the window and from his view could catch someone laying in the flower beds. It was then that he left his private quarters in the dungeons to go out and find someone who would go and see just who it was for him. He found a first year ickle that quivered when he called to them. Perfect. “You there, go and find out who it is that is laying in the flowerbeds.” He demanded. The little first year nodded in fear and quickly went to find who it was. With a good look, he couldn’t tell him her name but who she was on status alone.
“I.. I don’t know her name but she dates that goofy looking kid always around Potter.” He told him with hesitation in his voice. “ Very good, now off with you. I don’t want to see you around here again.” He told him and narrowed his eyes. The boy quickly ran off to only Merlin knows where. He made his way down there. When he got half way he realized that it was improper to just go up to her. He set his goons out to watch the look out for them.
No one would disrupt them now. He walked all the way to her and smirked. “Thinking about me again.” He asked her in a cold tone. “Or that blood traitor you seem care so much about.” He asked rolling his eyes.
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