I would like to put out a trigger warning for this chapter, signs of sexual assault and emotional trauma. Please read with caution.

Hi, my loves!

I want to put an A.N to this chapter due to its content; this chapter contains sensitive and triggering material, a scene with signs of sexual assault. Please take caution because it may be upsetting.

I'm writing this out of my own experiences, and I'm here for anyone who may need me after reading this; please don't hesitate to reach out to me, and please know that I love each and every one of you so much.

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'' Adrian?'' I exhaled, contracting my breaths from being shoved into the wall,

'' Missed me?'' He grins, yielding me with a sly smile, but something wasn't right - his bearing varied; he acted differently, nearly as if he taunted me, '' I have one question for you, Leiah.''

I reeled my head, gazing up at his husky body - my eyes snapped to the swollen blackened bruise coating his eye, '' Adrian, what happened to you?'' I gulped, stretching to stroke his mark with my thumb, sensing his surface softly smoothing against my finger,

'' This?'' He buzzed, gesturing up to the wounded eye, tensing his jaws together, '' Malfoy.''

I twist my appearance in doubt, practically shocked by his answer; why would Draco do this to him? He didn't seem too upset by the fact that Adrian used me,

I wrenched my hand away, shoving it inside the pocket of my robe, '' Why would he do that?''

His lips instantly curled into a smirk at my terms, '' Because he saw me kiss you again - but that's not relevant.'' He spoke, '' The important part is where he went to find you right after you left my room, and didn't come out of your room until the morning after, care to explain?''

Pure venom dripped off his tongue as he spoke, seeming pleased by the truth that he exposed Draco for staying in my room the entire night - even if I left long before he did, '' I don't have to explain anything to you. '' I seethed, remembering what Draco told me that night - reliving how Adrian used me,

" And the only reason Pucey was with her was to get back at me for spending time with Pansy."

Draco's words echoed through my head as I gawked into Adrian's eyes - the smirk on his face dissolved once he caught onto my words - he inhaled sharply as he shut his centers, rolling his shoulders, and the instant Adrian unfolded his eyes again - he stared at me with violent eyes - the courteous, gentle boy I talked to a few days ago had vanished - and this threatful boy held his place,

'' You don't?'' He challenged me, as a devilish smile rose, '' Then please, answer this one simple question and I'll leave you to it,'' I held his ragged breaths fanning my skin - I loathed it, having him so close to me after learning what he did,

He deserved whatever Draco did to him,

The only thing I was sorry about,

Was the fact that I wasn't the one who threw the punch,

'' Did you fuck Malfoy?''

His words caught me off guard - provoking me to choke on my spit, '' What?'' I breathe out, clearing my throat, '' How is that any of your business, Pucey?''

He rose a brow at me for calling him by his last name, pouring his tongue over his lower lip, nibbling on it after, '' I thought we had something, Riddle,''

I sensed my temper deserting me as I swallow thickly, my eyes narrowed in his, '' What did you call me?'' I hissed, clenching my fist around my wand inside my pocket,

'' I called you Riddle, Leiah.'' His sneer only spread wider when he saw my reaction to him labeling me by my father's name, '' Isn't that your name? Isn't that your beloved father's name?'' He defied me, satire leaving his curving edges,

'' Say that again,'' I confronted him, '' I dare you,''

'' Was that a threat, Riddle?'' and as soon as that name dropped off his rims - I slapped him,

I fucking slapped him, hard.

His face locked to the side as my palm struck his cheek, but he didn't bother, he didn't budge - Adrian simply shook his head, glaring back at me with intense eyes - the stare cutting through mine was loaded with venom, despite - but still amused - amused by how he yet could sneak beneath my skin,

'' You shouldn't have done that,'' He beams before shoving me back, even more, causing my back to strike with the wall behind me - sealing the space of hostility between us,

With his bones strained against mine - I could feel his sickening, coarse hands exploring their way up and down my waist, his fingers fiddling with the waistband of my skirt,

'' Get off me,'' I roared through my gritted teeth, prying my fists into his chest, doing everything I could to thrust him away from me, but he didn't budge, '' I know what you did, Adrian. I know that you fucking used me.''

He halted in his actions, tipping his head before bending close to my ear, tracing his tongue behind it, '' That wasn't a secret. I'm surprised you needed Malfoy to spell it out for you,''

I continued to push him away, although he was too strong - he had me in a steady grip, and there was nothing I could do.

My arteries iced the instant I tasted him setting a peck on my neck, and another, and another, leaving marks behind for Draco to find, '' Adrian, please, stop.'' I shouted again; the dread sped throughout my body, comprehending what he's about to do,

'' Please, please, stop.''

'' Why?'' He rustled into my skin, '' If Malfoy can fuck you, so can I.'' He tended apart from my neck and forced his greedy lips onto mine - I held my front grimace, attempting to haul it away, but as he felt my moves to avoid his touch - he simply caught onto me tighter, putting a knee between my legs to retain me in place,

'' Stop, Adrian. Please.'' I pleaded, but he didn't care. He wanted me, he saw this as a wicked game between him and Draco, and I was a pawn, ready to be put to use - the boy ignored my pleads, my screams for help; he didn't mind about what I wanted or not, he craved to fuck me, and he would do it with or without my consent.

I bit on his lips, as hard as I possibly could to hurt him, so I could take the opening to shout - scream - call for help, '' Mh, I like it when you're rough.'' He puffed into my flares - caressing me even more aggressively,

I tried screaming - I tried shouting, but nothing, the hallway echoed empty - without a single soul in sight,

I felt his hands moving up and down my thighs; I bucked my hips, twisted my upper body, doing everything to evade his embrace as his lips were glued to mine; I sought to reach my wand, but his knuckles gripped mine down,

It hurts,

Feeling this helpless - powerless - weak - hurts.

I inhaled, slowly through my nose, before shutting my eyes closed - striving to picture anyplace but here -

Flashback,

''Leiah, stop.'' Luna shouted from behind the tree, '' It's not fair.''

The snow created her greys eyes to glisten even more than they usually do, and I could hardly see her hair; it merged perfectly with the white coat around us,

'' It's not my fault that you don't know how to throw them,'' I chuckle - feeling my stomach rising to hurt from all the laughing, '' Come out from there, you're such a coward,'' I launched another snowball at her, heeding how it hit the tree she's hiding at,

'' No, you are mean.'' She yells, sneaking her crest out from behind the tree, '' Stop being mean, and I will come out,'' Her purplish mitts hugged the tribe of the tree thoroughly,

I reach my hands up in the air in defeat, feeling the bitter winter breeze lurking its way underneath my coat, '' I surrender, '' I smirk, and before I knew what was happening, she urged her way up to me, throwing herself into my arms, and by that, we both tumbled onto the slippery ground,

I felt my insides wrenching as I burst out in laughter once more, noticing how her hat had slid up - her hair was messy - her cheeks grew red - she looked ridiculous in that bulky, bright pink hat with two balls as tassels on top,

'' Stop being mean.'' She snickered, prizing that I laughed at the way she looked, ''Leiah, I'm serious, stop being mean, right now - or else,''

Her threat only made me laugh harder, so hard that I suffered my breath. She shoved her holds full of the white, fluffy snow and stuffed it all in my face,

I sensed the ice-cold slush streaming down my neck, into my jacket, and I heaved for air - it was too cold, '' Bloody hell, Luna.'' I snorted, swiftly rising from my lying posture, towing my gloves off to dig the snow out of my clothes,

'' Maybe that will teach you some manners,'' She smiled, before laying down on her back, sticking her arms and legs back and forth,

I peered at her with a blurred stare; what the hell is she doing? '' Luna, what-,''

'' Lay down, I want you to do one too.'' She spoke, still jostling her limbs back and forth in the slush,

'' Do what?'' I grinned as I shook my head; this is it, she's gone bloody mad,

'' Snow angels, of course, silly. Just like mother and I used to do,'' And by those words leaving her lips, my face fell - of course, her mother adored the snow - she always used to say that the cold made us see the warmth in other things - not that I held an idea of what she meant - her mother used to speak such delusional things at times - but somehow as the years went on, all of the things she told when we were kids, slowly made sense,

I gazed over to her, seeing her once again in that absurd hat, and my heart softened - I didn't deserve her - but god, I'm lucky to call this crazy blond-haired fool, my very best friend.

I took place beside her, seeking to copy her movements, but as soon as I do, she stands up, stepping around to lay down on the other side of me - I snapped my head at her doings,

'' Luna, why did you go? Are you still mad at me?'' I spoke, feeling my toes turning numbed off the freezing weather,

'' No, crazy. We need to do one for mother as well.'' She smiled before shoving her arms and legs out once more.

We both stood up, observing the masterpieces we just formed. I gazed down at her before dragging Luna into a hug, '' I love you, you know.'' I whisper into her chilly head,

She gaped up at me, facing my easy stare, '' I know, I love you too.''

We both blenched by the touch of my mother's hands sheltering around both of us. I swift around to look at her as she holds there, shivering by the cold climate in nothing but her dress, heels, and her beloved apron; she strolled around with that apron everywhere '' I love the both of you, '' My mother stuttered, '' But is fourteen a proper age to be playing out in the snow?''

'' Yes,'' Luna and I lectured at the same time, chortles escaping our lips,

'' Very well then, my loves.''

'' Dinner is ready.''

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I clocked my eyes broad open when I felt his finger extracting my underwear to the side - unbuckling his belt with one hand as the other one held my body in place,

'' Please, stop," I begged, but nothing, he didn't even look at me, so I shut my eyes locked again, catching a deep breath - seeking to distance myself from the presence - perhaps it won't hurt as much if I try not to feel anything,

I overheard his pants lower to the ground, the clasp of the belt smacking the ground with a clinking vibration - and it's breeding me to cry out - I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to provide him the satisfaction of crying - but I couldn't keep my tears in - they drowned my pale cheeks, and there I was,

I felt weak - lifeless - numb.

I craved the ground to swallow me whole,

And just as he equipped himself to enter me, I caught shouting - cursing -calls closing in on us, and everything that passed was a blur.

I collapsed to the floor with my sights still sealed, my hands covering my breaking front - I didn't desire to view what passed around me,

''Leiah?'' His soothing voice summoned out for me, and out of the comfort in recognizing his voice, I waved my eyes free to be greeted with his figure kneeling beside me,

'' Blaise?'' I gasp, welcoming the feeling of relief he brought, and without uncertainty, I heaved myself into his arms - he hugged me tightly. I clutched my arms around his neck, clinging onto him and the sympathy he served as if my life depended on it.

'' What did he do to you?'' He seethed, his figure heated in anger of what he'd witnessed, ''Leiah, answer me.''

I gaze over his shoulder as he led back, observing Dean pinning Adrian upon the wall - Adrian's pants still shoved down onto his ankles - a path of blood is flowing down his lip - Dean's fists are tensing around Adrian's neck and by the look of that a hidden, clouded spirit established inside of me - controlling my every sense,

I shove myself off the ground - my darkened orbs stabbing into Adrian's frightened ones. I seize my wand out of my pocket, aiming it at the boy who just attempted violating himself on me and with no remorse -

I spoke the forbidden word,

'' Crucio,''

Adrian's body fainted to the stone covered floor - his outcries imitated throughout the hallway. I felt Blaise hauling me back - calling my name, striving to break the trance of hatred I was caught under,

But I couldn't maintain it. I didn't own any control over myself at this moment - my insides screamed for help, but the dark, vicious spirit within me suffocated my struggles to do so. Yet in some wicked way, it felt good watching Adrian fight the torture I caused him - viewing the body that tried to violate me, squirm - twist - bend in agony. It pleased me to hear his outcry bursting in pain - the voice he used to silence mine with when I was desperately crying out for help.

Blaise pushed himself past me, shouting my name and inch apart from my front, and by that, his voice, caught me back to being, pulling my wand away.

My breaths hitched as my eyes shot between Blaise and Adrian; his body stopped squirming, his plaints hushed. I lock my eyes in Blaise's, feeling my eyes pooling; what did I do? What did I do? What did I do?

'' What did I do?'' I gasped, '' Did I do this?''

I couldn't believe what my centers beheld - I didn't have a harmful bone in my entire body, how could I be capable of such horrible doings?

Did I really do this?

'' Bloody hell, Leiah.'' Blaise complained, '' What the fuck did you do? What if a teacher saw you?'' He steamed - grasping his hands over his scalp in distress, staring at me with shocked orbs as the tears kept gushing down my cheeks,

He swiftly shifts around, watching Dean holding over Adrian's body, '' Fuck'' Blaise blasted, panic tearing through his voice, '' Take her to Malfoy's room.''

I held the fright speeding through my veins, not for my welfare, but Adrian's - once Draco learns what Adrian sought to do with me, the torture I settled him through is nothing matched to what Draco will do,

'' No, no, no, Blaise, please.'' I begged, drawing his arm back to face me, '' Please, don't tell him. He will lose it,''

Blaise looked at me with big eyes; his solid body tensed at my words before he yanked his arm back, kneeling beside Adrian's unconscious body, '' Dean, take her away, right now.'' He sighs,

" Carry her if you need to. I don't care, just take her away. She can't be here."

And so Dean did, even if I resisted - even if I tried to step away, Dean lifted me and carried me to Draco's room,

" I'm fine, Dean," I whispered while examining his front - He had the most generous highlights, he looked so gentle yet visibly furious,

" Are you sure?" He smiled down at me, seeking to hide his real emotions - '' Because Blaise said-,''

'' Well, Blaise needs to mind his own business.'' I uttered quietly in between his words '' Don't get me wrong - I love Blaise, but sometimes he's really-,'' I quieted down, not aspiring to speak badly about Blaise after he rescued me,

'' I know,'' Dean groans, '' He really is,'' I glance up at him again, noticing the creases growing into his temples - he seemed upset, but this wasn't about me, this was about Blaise, why would Blaise be with Dean anyway?

He placed me in front of Draco's door, signaling for me to open it, " Go ahead," He spoke softly, and I did,

I picked out my wand and whispered the spell to unlock it; the door clicked open,

I stepped through the doorway, and I felt myself puff - my views eyed over the mess Draco had created - shattered glass everywhere - books thrown all over the wooden floor and - I gulped,

My letter to Luna, why does he have my letter?

My mind clocked to Blaise in the second as I picked it up,

I'm going to bloody murder him.

I spun around to face Dean; he looked surprised, lowering over Draco's disorder, " Please, Dean," I begged, " You need to talk to Blaise. He can't tell Draco." I worked my hands through my hair in frustration, tugging the collar of my shirt, setting all of my emotions about Adrian aside for the moment, too fearful for whatever Draco will do if he finds out,

''Leiah, I'm sure that it will be-,''

'' No, you don't know Draco, the way I do.'' I blurted out, '' He will-, He will-,'' Dean gaped at me with doubtful eyes - he certainly had no idea of what Draco is capable of, and with that, I signed my views lowering to the ground - huffing loudly,

Both Dean and I clasped our heads to the door as I swung open, and there he was - the enraged Blonde-haired Slytherin, his breaths throbbed heavily, his gills flushed from rushing his way here - with his best friend accompanying him.

Draco's eyes instantly spotted mine, '' What happened?'' He hissed, teeth gritted; I gulped, peering over at Blaise in panic, wishing that he would've told him everything - so I didn't have to, and Blaise read my mind as he slowly shook his head, '' Fucking look at me when I'm speaking to you,''

My optics flashed back to Draco's, learning the violence in his voice - but not a word could leave my lips - I was senseless, staring into his blue eyes - I couldn't tell him - I didn't want to,

''Leiah, I swear to god, if you don't tell me what happened, right now,'' He fumed, his eyebrows furrowed - but still nothing.

I stood petrified - scared - lifeless -

'' For fucks sakes,'' He caught quick steps up to me, and the second I sensed his touch, his hands clasping around my upper arms - I crumbled down, my head collapsed into Draco's chest as the tears welled down, wetting his black blazer -

His hold recalled me of the hold Adrian had of me moments ago, how he attacked me against the wall.

'' What the fuck?'' Draco uttered, shocked by my actions as he glanced down at my trembling figure before completely covering his arms around me - he held me encouragingly.

'' Blaise, tell me what the fuck is going on, right now.'' He roared, spinning us around to front Blaise in a swift move, still with my head embedded into Draco's chest; I heard them talking, arguing back and forth before something inside of Draco snapped.

'' He did what?'' Draco smoldered, jerking my body back from his, forcing me to satisfy his eyes,

'' Did he force himself on you?''

I swallowed, not prizing how to explain it, not cherishing what to say. I wanted to tell Draco everything, but I couldn't; the humiliation drowned me from the inside out.

His tastes bolted down to my neck, and his face sank when he viewed the emblems Adrian left behind from his horrendous act, " No," He panted out, his eyes turned soft - he felt so much for me at this moment - merely as if he could feel my pain and then, his eyes turned black,

" He's dead."

Draco shoved me back as his entire bearing deepened - stainless malice reflecting in his eyes, " Draco, please." I sobbed, '' Please don't leave,''

He neglected my cries and headed towards the door, but Blaise stood in front of it, obstructing any chance of leaving, '' Get out of my fucking way, Zabini,'' Draco spat at his best friend, but Blaise didn't move - he stood his ground - Draco never frightened Blaise - he kenned his best friend,

'' Draco, listen to me. She did something-,''

'' I don't fucking care what she did, Blaise.'' Draco exploded, launching his fists into Blaise's chest, '' I don't fucking care because he touched her, and no one touches her.'' Draco shook his head, running both of his hands through his blond, sleek hair in defeat, the blazer tightly gripped around his shoulders, before looping around to face me again,

'' No one touches you, do you understand? You're mine, and no one fucking touches you. ''

You're mine,

He really said it,

The one thing I've been longing to hear,

And he finally said it,

I'm his,

'' Now move,'' He threatened again, narrowing his eyes in Blasie's, his nostrils flaring out of rage - but my mind couldn't concentrate, and somehow my heart gained it's beat again as I studied the blond-haired boy before me,

'' No, Draco. She needs you right now. She doesn't need you to beat the hell out of Adrian. She needs you here.'' Blaise stated, stirring his best friend back - it was accurate, I did. I needed Draco more than ever - all I craved was for him to hold me in his embrace, to kiss me - for him to take all my pain away,

'' You need to know what she did,'' Dean spoke, and Draco's neck snapped to his; a look of disgust grew onto Draco's front as he observed the Gryffindor boy standing in his room, '' I'm sorry, Leiah. But he needs to know.'' Dean's loving eyes meet my saturated ones - feeling that drowning sensation scouring over me, disappointed in my self for what I did to Adrian - not that he didn't deserve it - he did - but that I was the one who did it - I didn't recognize myself,

'' What did she do?'' Draco charged, but soon as he took a step back, both of the boys quieted down, gawking at me, nervously tugging the sleeves of their shirts. I let my sights fall to the ground, catching a deep breath, '' What did you do?'' He repeated himself,

'' I-, I-,'' I stammered, still glaring at the ground,

Draco held firm steps towards me, clothing both of his hands around my cheeks, arching my head back to view him in the eyes, and I do - I meet his startled eyes, ''Leiah, what did you do?''

I swallowed thickly as I took another deep breath, but before I owned the opportunity of speaking up, Blaise did it for me,

'' She used the cruciatus curse on Adrian,''

Silence,

Complete silence,

Draco stared emptily into my eyes - not a single emotion in his pose, and that's the first time I've ever seen Draco Malfoy speechless, he gulped, quickly peering back at Blaise and Dean, before his neck locked back to mine,

'' You harmed someone?'' He grumbled, his whole figure tensed impatiently waiting for me to answer him, but I couldn't - the thought of harming anyone drained me, '' Please, tell me you didn't harm anyone.''

I looked away, ripped my sights from his - I couldn't look at him - I felt shameful - uncomfortable, his hands slowly lowered from my cheeks as he turned around facing the two boys behind us, '' Take care of Adrian, he can't remember what she did.''

'' What do you mean?'' Blaise urged, eyebrows furrowed; he restlessly hauled his tie before he caught onto Draco's words, '' No, Draco. I can't master that spell yet, you know I can't.''

'' Yes, you can,'' Draco took a pace closer to Blaise, setting both of his hands on Blaise's shoulders, '' I believe in you, Blaise. Take Dean with you. Leiah and I have to leave.''

His words provoked me to look at him again; seeing him encourage his friend caused the warmth to course through my veins, tearing through the numbness that's embracing me; I reached my hands up to wipe off the tears that kept coming, '' Where?'' I uttered, and all three of them watched me with wide eyes,

'' Malfoy Manor.'' Draco spoke coldly, jaws clenched, '' Blaise, please. Take care of Pucey before he says anything.''

'' Why can't you do it? We can stay with her-,'' Blaise rose but is instantly hewed off by Draco clearing his throat.

'' No. I can't leave her and if ever see Pucey again, I will fucking kill him.'' Draco curses, '' I'm serious, Blaise. Now, go. Send me an owl when it's done.'' And by that, Blaise and Dean walked out, leaving me alone with the boy my heart belonged to,

I lasted frozen in time, watching Draco shutting the door behind them, planting both of his hands onto the door in front of him. He huffed out in frustration. I took a step back to take a seat on his bed, drawing my knees up to my chest,

'' I'm sorry, Draco,'' I whispered, burying my head in my position. He curled around to look at my trembling figure,

'' Don't you dare apologize,'' He spoke aggressively, taking quick steps towards me, '' This isn't your fault.''

Silence,

He placed himself next to me - doing nothing more than to look at me, he just sat there, twisting the ring on his finger in different ways, and I didn't mind it - holding next to each other, the quietness stifling around us,

I was scared. My head spun in every way possible - questioning everything. What would happen to me if Blaise can't make Adrian forget? Why do we have to leave? Why was Draco upset with me for harming someone?

'' What did he do to you?''

Draco's words split through the silence, and my eyes snapped to his - he didn't look furious; the creases in his temples vanished, his eyebrows weren't furrowed, his jaws relaxed - he looked sad - anxious - heartbroken,

My heart throbbed by the look on his form, how numb he looked - how much he sensed my pain to be his - how much he felt not for me but with me,

'' Draco, I can't.'' I sighed as I stretched for his hand, wincing at how frozen it felt, '' Talking about him won't-, I don't want to talk about him.''

The silence took over again, and it hit me, he didn't know how to do this, how to comfort me - or that's what he believed. If he only knew how many times his touch has saved me from drowning, how many times his eyes caused me to feel again,

" I'm so sorry this happened to you. I-, I-, should have been there." I rose my head, gawking into his globes, the eyes I fell completely and utterly in love with,

" This isn't your fault, Draco." I whispered - although I could see how guilty he looked, he held himself liable for this - he always did his best to protect me, and when he couldn't, he blamed himself, " Draco?"

" Yes,"

'' Thank you,''

My words caused him to frown, his face twisting in uncertainty, but we stayed silent; I smiled through my misery, wanting to render him every bit of kindness I could before I had to explain to him what Narcissa informed me with, a few nights ago - that my father had seized the Malfoy Manor,

" We can't visit the Manor, Draco - my father-," I rose, but he hurriedly cut me off, tensing his fingers around mine,

" Not anymore."

" My mother was devastated with all the death eaters in our home. So father convinced the dark lord to move bases," He looked at me with gloom scribbled all over, his thumb rubbing the top of my hand, " To where?" I asked silently, nearly comprehending what his answer will be,

" To the Ravenclaw castle,"

Of course, my father had to take away the one place I could call home - he had reaped so much from me already - but that wasn't enough.

" Malfoy Manor is safe. I promise." He uttered, but the doubt sowed throughout me; they had already misled me too many times, what if they did it again? What if this, right here, was another attempt to deceive me?

" Draco, why do we have to go? I don't understand how leaving will do us any good right now?" I sought, earning an annoyed huff from him, he grasped that I didn't fully trust him yet,

'' You need to see my mother. There are things that you don't know about, Leiah - and I can not be the one to tell them.'' He countered, sincerely - I peered over him, extending my hand to smooth some strands of his blonde hair off his temples, gently stroking my fingers over his pale cheek - he grants his head to lean in my hand for a sudden moment, settling a soft kiss in the palm of my hand,

'' I know you have your doubts about trusting me, and I can't hold that against you,'' He spoke with his cheek still lounging in my palm, '' But I want you to know that I won't let anyone hurt you again, do you understand that?''

His words melted my entire being - I adored this side of him, the human side of him.

'' I know,'' I murmured as he yanked his head away, mangling his lips together, " I will go with you on one condition,"

His eyes increased as a sneer curled onto his flares.'' What makes you think you have a choice?"

" Really?" I scoffed playfully, my eyes narrowed into him, tugging my hand away, " We need to tell Luna where we're going. I can't lie to her anymore."

He rolled his eyes at my request, huffing loudly, " Fine, I will have Blaise inform her," his smirk still glued to his lips, " Is that good enough?"

I couldn't help but smile at him as I nodded my head - it was good enough, everything he ever did would always be good enough- he's so troublesome, but yet so easy.

'' Very well then, shall we?''

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