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This is a sequel-ish thing to A Lovely Day. You don't HAVE to read it to know what's going on.....they just kind of fit together.
An Awful Day.
It was an Awful day. And by awful I mean blue skies. By awful I mean a slight breeze. By awful I mean seventy degrees. By awful I mean winning the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff today. By awful I mean Harry Potter right in front of me. Yeah that's right. Harry Potter. If you've gotten the gist by now, you can probably see that it's a good thing right? Well you're wrong. It's a GREAT thing that he's standing in front of me. It's the NOT so great thing that's making me a little on edge today. He's giving me that look, you know, the one where he acts like he hates me, of course it's only because we're surrounded by billions of people. But it would be nice if there was a trace of something behind that hate. Passion. Want. Love. I frankly don't care. I'd like to see something. Stupid me challenging him again. Psh. Great right? Yeah. That's what I thought. I'll get bloody hell tonight. Bloody. Hell.
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It was an awful day. And by awful I mean perfect. By awful I mean passing my potions exam today without any crap from Snape. By awful I mean no clouds in view. By awful I mean the slight breeze blowing papers away from the first years (which is quite funny I might add). By awful I mean Draco Malfoy in front of me. Yeah. That's right. Draco Malfoy. If you've picked up on the pattern you can probably tell it's not exactly HATE that I feel for this man in front of me anymore. No, but I think he hates me. Of course I'm putting on my best acting job for him. Making him think I'm mad at him when I'm really hiding back the humongous laughs almost erupting from the back of my throat. He challenged me, to a duel. But of course he thought we would go back somewhere and fake people out thinking we were at each other's throats, when actually we were at each other's throats for another reason. MMMMMM.....Draco.......Have to keep control. I'm hiding any emotion that he'd pick up at all to say that I'm kidding. He's going to give me hell tonight. Going to yell, and scream, just because I didn't wink. Merlin. I'm going to get Bloody Hell tonight. Bloody. Hell.
This is a sequel-ish thing to A Lovely Day. You don't HAVE to read it to know what's going on.....they just kind of fit together.
An Awful Day.
It was an Awful day. And by awful I mean blue skies. By awful I mean a slight breeze. By awful I mean seventy degrees. By awful I mean winning the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff today. By awful I mean Harry Potter right in front of me. Yeah that's right. Harry Potter. If you've gotten the gist by now, you can probably see that it's a good thing right? Well you're wrong. It's a GREAT thing that he's standing in front of me. It's the NOT so great thing that's making me a little on edge today. He's giving me that look, you know, the one where he acts like he hates me, of course it's only because we're surrounded by billions of people. But it would be nice if there was a trace of something behind that hate. Passion. Want. Love. I frankly don't care. I'd like to see something. Stupid me challenging him again. Psh. Great right? Yeah. That's what I thought. I'll get bloody hell tonight. Bloody. Hell.
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It was an awful day. And by awful I mean perfect. By awful I mean passing my potions exam today without any crap from Snape. By awful I mean no clouds in view. By awful I mean the slight breeze blowing papers away from the first years (which is quite funny I might add). By awful I mean Draco Malfoy in front of me. Yeah. That's right. Draco Malfoy. If you've picked up on the pattern you can probably tell it's not exactly HATE that I feel for this man in front of me anymore. No, but I think he hates me. Of course I'm putting on my best acting job for him. Making him think I'm mad at him when I'm really hiding back the humongous laughs almost erupting from the back of my throat. He challenged me, to a duel. But of course he thought we would go back somewhere and fake people out thinking we were at each other's throats, when actually we were at each other's throats for another reason. MMMMMM.....Draco.......Have to keep control. I'm hiding any emotion that he'd pick up at all to say that I'm kidding. He's going to give me hell tonight. Going to yell, and scream, just because I didn't wink. Merlin. I'm going to get Bloody Hell tonight. Bloody. Hell.