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By Morning Will Be Gone

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xxx The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist. xxx

Chapter Four

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Are you done?" Draco hissed to Eva, who was rolling on the floor in the middle of her outburst.

"-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Eva, come on. Up, up." Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's not that horrifying."

This caused more laughter from Eva, who had tears rolling down her cheeks. "It's not horrifying! It's hilarious!" She pointed to Draco, who looked a bit hurt, and started laughing all over again.

Draco grabbed a mirror, studying his face. The green goop didn't look so hilarious to him.

Eva went through that phase where you're laughing so hard that there's no laughter heard whatsoever.

"That's it." Draco hissed, grabbing a towel and scrubbing the disgusting goop off of his face.

"No, no! Don't take it off!" Eva jumped up, placing her hand on Draco's shoulder. Draco looked up, half of his face still covered with the strange substance. Eva fell on the floor, laughing again. Draco grumbled and continued scrubbing.

"Eva, come on." Hermione repeated. She grabbed Eva's arm and forced her up.

Eva took a couple of deep breaths, regaining her composure and mature air. "Dra... Draco." She smiled, hugging him from behind, still snickering a bit.

"Get off." Draco hissed, wriggling around. "You think you can laugh at me so much and then expect me to forgive you?"

"Yes, Draco, yes. I do."

"..."

"Therefore, I win."

"To hell with it!" Draco murmured, as he stopped wriggling out of Eva's grasp.

"Hey, were did Mione go?" Eva asked suddenly, dropping the dragged out parts of the nickname.

"Uhh..."

A few silent moments later, Hermione returned, smiling hugely.

"Granger, what's that look for? You look sto-"

FLASH!

Hermione stood laughing, camera in her hands. Draco fumed, reaching up and pulling the tiny pink bow off his head that Eva had placed there before the green goop attacked him.

"Granger, if you show anyone!" he sputtered.

"Don't get your boxers in a twist... this is for memories at Hogwarts only." Hermione nodded. "...And possible blackmail."

"GRANGER!"

"DRACO!" Eva hissed, releasing him. "Don't yell at Mione like that!"

"Like what?" Draco asked, still angry.

"Malfoy?" Another voice appeared.

Hermione, Eva, and Draco all turned to the door. There, standing akwardly, were Harry and Ron.

"Potty and Weasel." Draco awknowledged then, dumbfounded.

"Malfoy." The two responded, equally dumbfounded.

"Harry!" Eva chirped, going into her hyper-young-Eva mode, skipping over to Harry and flinging her arms around the confused young boy.

"I swear she's got split personality." Draco grumbled, and Hermione nodded.

"Do I... know you?" Harry asked.

"I'm Mione's friend." Eva responded, pulling away and smiling tiredly.

"...I see... hey, Malfoy..."

"What?"

"Why are you wearing toenail polish?"

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