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⠀ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴
⠀ 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦
⠀ 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 — 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 — 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 . . .
⠀ 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 #𝘢𝘣𝘴.
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𝐃𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐜͟𝐨͟. retweeted
⠀we ⠀all ⠀wear ⠀masks. ⠀we ⠀all ⠀pretend. ⠀presenting ⠀a ⠀perfect ⠀illusion ⠀on ⠀the ⠀outsideˏ ⠀while ⠀we ⠀desperately ⠀try ⠀to ⠀hide ⠀who ⠀we ⠀are ⠀on ⠀the ⠀inside.
𝐃𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐜͟𝐨͟. retweeted
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As much as Draco wanted to tease her some more, he scoffed a laugh instead, ice-blue hues forced to linger upon soft skin —— her fingers beneath his chin made it rather difficult to look elsewhere.
“You needn’t look at me as though I’ve just been hexed into oblivion.”
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“what do you mean by once again? you’ve never won anything against me in our life.” she teases with a huff, a tinge to her pallor from laughter. she makes herself comfortable, fingers holding his chin to tilt his head back and forth. he looks well. that’s good.
“Once again, 𝙄 win.”
As his own laughter begins to die down, he collapses into the armchair, pulling her down with him as if it’s the most normal thing in the world —— because that’s what best friends do. . .
For once, Draco has no immediate retort. It catches somewhere in his throat as he tries to read between the lines of Potter’s face —— unreadable, but somehow still revealing far more than he ought to.
Fingers slide through dark hair before he remembers himself,
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𝐃𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐜͟𝐨͟. retweeted
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