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So you like chapter 7? I've had this chapter written for weeks now and I finally get to post it!!! I'm excited.
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Hazel ran down the dark corridor, shadows looming at her. Tears were streaming down her face. She didn't want to hurt Harry like that... Hazel wasn't watching were she was going and all of a sudden ran into something solid but soft and warm. She flung hers arms around it and sobbed into its chest. She looked up and saw a bewildered looking Draco. She stared longingly into his eyes and he held her close in the comforts of his warm body. She cried herself to sleep in his arms.
Draco carefully picked her up and held her close to his chest. He started walking down to the dungeons to his dormitory. He passed a tall window and saw Hazel's face wet from crying and glistening in the moonlight. "She's even pretty when she cries," thought Draco making his way down a dark flight of stairs.
Soon he was in the dungeons and he took a left at the statue of the headless horse. He then came to a large portrait of Salazar Slytherin himself and muttered the password under his breath and entered a large common room, dimly lit by a small window where moonlight was pouring in. A small crackling fire was in the stone fireplace. Turning left, Draco took a small hidden flight of winding stairs until he reached a small wooden door with gleaming snakes all around the edges. He pushed it open and set the sleeping Hazel on his luxurious silk covered bed. Draco snapped his fingers and two large green and silver curtains flew open, lighting the good sized room with light that only the night brings. He went over to the innocent sleeping girl and set her his king sized bed with green and silver sheets and shining silk bed curtains that were drawn back.
This large room with many luxurious furnishings, was paid for by his father. He had his own private room, bathroom, and a closet the size of a small car. Draco Malfoy's father would only have the best for his son. Treat him like a prince at school, to cover up the way he treated Draco at home... which was far from prince-like. Draco hated his father.
The tall blond boy stretched and yawned walking over to his bed. When he passed the window he saw the big moon shining bright. He stopped for a moment to stare up into the big starry sky. Draco then realized he was as tired as hell so he continued walking over to his bed where the sleeping angel slept. Draco saw her slightly shivering and tucked her in. He took of his cloak and climbed in right next to hazel, under his soft silk sheets.
"I guess I picked the right night to go roaming the hall. Why was she crying though?" thought Draco looking at her soft features. "She looks so cute and innocent when she sleeps" a sweet smile appeared on his face.
Hazel groaned slightly and rolled over so that she was snuggled up against his warm body. Draco slowing wrapped his arms around her, being careful not to wake her, and drifted off to sleep.
So you like chapter 7? I've had this chapter written for weeks now and I finally get to post it!!! I'm excited.
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Hazel ran down the dark corridor, shadows looming at her. Tears were streaming down her face. She didn't want to hurt Harry like that... Hazel wasn't watching were she was going and all of a sudden ran into something solid but soft and warm. She flung hers arms around it and sobbed into its chest. She looked up and saw a bewildered looking Draco. She stared longingly into his eyes and he held her close in the comforts of his warm body. She cried herself to sleep in his arms.
Draco carefully picked her up and held her close to his chest. He started walking down to the dungeons to his dormitory. He passed a tall window and saw Hazel's face wet from crying and glistening in the moonlight. "She's even pretty when she cries," thought Draco making his way down a dark flight of stairs.
Soon he was in the dungeons and he took a left at the statue of the headless horse. He then came to a large portrait of Salazar Slytherin himself and muttered the password under his breath and entered a large common room, dimly lit by a small window where moonlight was pouring in. A small crackling fire was in the stone fireplace. Turning left, Draco took a small hidden flight of winding stairs until he reached a small wooden door with gleaming snakes all around the edges. He pushed it open and set the sleeping Hazel on his luxurious silk covered bed. Draco snapped his fingers and two large green and silver curtains flew open, lighting the good sized room with light that only the night brings. He went over to the innocent sleeping girl and set her his king sized bed with green and silver sheets and shining silk bed curtains that were drawn back.
This large room with many luxurious furnishings, was paid for by his father. He had his own private room, bathroom, and a closet the size of a small car. Draco Malfoy's father would only have the best for his son. Treat him like a prince at school, to cover up the way he treated Draco at home... which was far from prince-like. Draco hated his father.
The tall blond boy stretched and yawned walking over to his bed. When he passed the window he saw the big moon shining bright. He stopped for a moment to stare up into the big starry sky. Draco then realized he was as tired as hell so he continued walking over to his bed where the sleeping angel slept. Draco saw her slightly shivering and tucked her in. He took of his cloak and climbed in right next to hazel, under his soft silk sheets.
"I guess I picked the right night to go roaming the hall. Why was she crying though?" thought Draco looking at her soft features. "She looks so cute and innocent when she sleeps" a sweet smile appeared on his face.
Hazel groaned slightly and rolled over so that she was snuggled up against his warm body. Draco slowing wrapped his arms around her, being careful not to wake her, and drifted off to sleep.