A/n: Oh noes! Another one! Word prompt: friends. Provided by me, again, the same was as the previous drabble. 100 words.
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Compromise
We could never be friends Weasley. You understand this of course, but your damned house traits prevent you from applying knowledge to action. You're going to try anyways, Malfoy that I am.
You want so badly to save me, to win me over. I don't know why you feel that you need me so badly. I wouldn't be of any use.
After weeks of tempting to sway me to your side with offers of loyalty and friendship, with no avail, you abandon that particular tactic. You settle for smashing your mouth against mine in a cramped closet after class instead.