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「    ∘∵   evan.

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it takes a lot ( and he means a lot, a lot ) for evan to NOT punch his best friend in the face. partially because he knows he’s inebriated, and also because well - evan cares about him even if he was a raging dumb fuck at the best of times. “ should���ve gotten a bigger ring then. cheap ass. ” evan replies with a snicker, chin resting against his closed fist. eyes flicker with something short of a warning before he rolls his eyes. “ touch her and i’ll cut your dick off, idiot. cause you know - she’s my FRIEND. ” he huffs, taking the bottle from lucius’s side of the table to take a sip. 

                                     he’s always suspected,   that friends wasn’t the appropriate title when it came to even’s relationship with narcissa but always believed it was none of his business,   he would hear of it when the other feels it’s time.   so perhaps,   it was insensitive,   cruel of him to pick her,   out of everyone.   but after the unfortunate events between him   &   molly,   marriage has lost it’s idealised appeal to him,   he had no choice but to reduce it to nothing but a contract   &   because of that,   narcissa fit into his image of future like she was made for him   &   him alone.   ‘   it’s nor small,   nor inexpensive,   she is just a brat   &   i’m tired of her.   this is going to be a disaster but imagine my father’s face if i dared to mention that to him.   no thank you.   ’   lucius grimaces,   ringed fingers tapping the edge of his glass.   ‘   fine.   but i can promise you she’ll spend an awfully huge portion of her time somewhere far,   far away from home.   ’ 

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「    ∘*∵   alex.

                  𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 so easy between the two of them, always a time and place for their affection. alex was never prone to being so openly loving towards lucius in fear someone would get the wrong idea ( but was it really bad that alex wanted it that way ? ). they never thought to admit such nonsense for he was going to get married and they’d stand off to the side as their best man — it had been the plan for the last wedding they had planned, too. but they couldn’t let go of — of whatever it was with lucius. it had taken them years upon years to let their guard down with the other that when he had pressed their lips together, it was pure bliss. and when he pulled away it was like the life was sucked back out of alex as quickly as it came, urging them forward and wrapping their figure around their best friend’s firm torso. “ you’re insufferable — i don’t know how i put up with your bullshit. and that’s because you were out having fun in paris leaving me to rot in the manor — how fucking gentlemanly of you. ”

                                            it’s so easy with alex,   it always has been,   they just flow so naturally together   &   this is something,   lucius decided a long time ago,   that he will never be willing to give up on.   &   perhaps he is a bit too much at times,   too vehement in showing his affection towards them but he can’t help it.   alex is his little island of liberty,   where he can be any way he wants,   where he is free to be as happy or as sad as he desires   &   it won’t burden him as it would with anyone else.  –––   eyes fall shut as he hugs the other closer to himself,   chin resting on the top of the shorter’s head   &   he knows this is what true comfort feels like.   ‘   because you adore me.   ’   lucius let’s a soft chuckle fall past his brims before he pulls away,   popping himself up on one of the desks   &   holding his hand out for the other to join him.   ‘   i am sorry about that,   but i had to get away.   after that engagement party....    god,   alex,   she is insufferable,   i cannot stand her.   this marriage will be a disaster,   i get upset just thinking about it.   ’

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「    ∘*∵    molly.

                     that pout. those eyes. the perfectly measured cadence of his voice. just a few of the multitude of things that drive molly prewett insane. it’s unfair, really. how even after all that’s been said — after everything they’ve both done to hurt one another — he can just waltz up to her in such a bold fashion and wrap his arm around her as though no bad blood was between them. the fact that he has the audacity to mention her family, how much they loved him. as though she didn’t know already or deal with the consequences of calling their engagement off in full ( almost cast out entirely for going against her parents wishes, and even now years later they still didn’t look at her the same ). she recoils at each word that comes from his lips and drips like poison into her ears.

                     “ i’m not– i’m not scared of anything lucius. ” her hands clench into fists at her sides, shoulders coming up as she bristles in defense of his attacking statement. “ and i’m certainly not scared of being alone with you. have you ever stopped to consider the fact that i may just not enjoy your company ? or is it truly impossible for you to fathom that someone may just not like you ? ” the words seem to just keep coming, molly unable to stop as she snowballs further into her delirious meltdown.

                     “ you don’t scare me, if anything you’re just incredibly fucking annoying and disrespectful of the fact that i don’t want anything to do with you. ” lies, all of it. she had never been a liar until him, never had to hide her true feelings. but now, in the middle of the corridor as she spit at him in anger, she was lying more than she ever had. he terrified her. the things she felt for him terrified her. there was nothing she wanted more than to take back everything she had done in the past few years and go back to how things were — the two of them happily in love rather than savagely hating one another. however, neither could swallow their pride enough to admit that — she especially. “ when are you going to realize that i just want to be left alone ?  i’m not yours anymore, i’m my own person and i don’t owe you anything ! ”

                                           he blinks back at her slow,   silent   &   with every word falling past her brims,   he can feel his insides disintegrate.   did he do this to himself on purpose   ?   was he looking for,   asking for,   her to hurt him this way   ?   he had to know to some extent,   he supposes,   that if he pushes too hard,   she would snap   &   it would only end up deepening the dent she’s made on his heart.   how pathetic of him,   to be willing to do this to himself just to have her attention.   how utterly disgusted he is of himself for being so desperate for anything she is willing to give him.   it’s terrifying,   truly,   because it’s been years   &   yet every time he looks at her,   it feels as if only hours have passed from the moment she’s decided to rip his heart from his chest.   how weak must he be for not wanting to heal   ?   to look   &   look for a way to make himself bleed more for her   ?   perhaps,   he believes that there will be a point,   when the wound is too deep,   too painful to pretend it’s love anymore.

‘   no,   but it does sound fucking impossible,   even after two years,   that you’ve just decided that’s how you feel about me,   out of the blue.   no warning,   no explanation,   no nothing.   you know exactly what you did,   you know how you made me feel,   but i suppose that didn’t really matter.   after all,   you said i’m bad for you,   i don’t let you be whoever you want to be.   tell me,   molly,   did you feel better after you’ve made it clear you thought i was trash   ?   do you feel like better person now   ?   did it help   ?   i sure hope it did.   ’

he barely noticed when he’s lost his cool,   when his mouth started moving without the permission of his brain,   every word falling off his tongue wrapped in hurt.   this is not what he wanted,   this is not what he approached her for.   this,   is too much,   too real,   too painful   &   he chokes on his own inability to quit it.   ‘   you don’t own me anyth ––   of course you do   !   of course you do   !   you owe me something,   anything,   that makes this fucking hole in my chest go away because i am tired,   sick of not being able to breathe when you’re around.   you don’t deserve my attention,   you don’t deserve shit from me,   but i can’t stop.   i can’t stop because i know that if i leave you alone you’ll just forget about me   &   i can’t bear the thought.   do you have any idea how that feels   ?   do you know that i’ve been losing my fucking mind because of you for years now   ?   you destroyed me.   ’

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「    ∘*∵   narcissa.

 narcissa  black  quickly  realizes  that  being  drunk  &  being  furious  are  not  a  good  combination  ,  especially  the  one  fueling  her  never  ending  hatred  was  the  same  person  dragging  her  back  into  her  room.  what  was  he  ,  her  fucking  caretaker  ?  the  night  had  been  so  young  ,  &  narcie  hadn’t  even  been  properly  drunk  yet.  she’s  more  than  irritated  ,  she’s  fuming  ,  her  skin  hot  as  she  tries  to  free  herself  from  his  grip.  it’s  too  late  ,  &  she  realizes  this  when  the  familiarity  of  the  slytherin  common  room  comes  into  view.  she’s  back  home  ,  where  she  definitely  didn’t  want  to  be.  it  doesn’t  take  long  for  narcie  to  tug  herself  free  from  his  grip  ,  not  wanting  his  touch  lingering  on  her  for  any  longer  than  it  needed  to  be.  the  girl  quickly  clasps  her  fingers  around  her  wrist  ,  rubbing  it  soothingly.  she’s  quite  drunk  ,  &  she  knows  this  ,  only  hearing  a  few  words  of  what  he  had  to  say  was  enough  to  set  her  off  ,  the  girl  had  always  been  a  walking  firecracker.  “  like  that  in  public  ?  ”  her  eyebrows  knit  together  ,  astounded  that  lucius  malfoy  had  the  slightest  nerve.  “  like  what  ?  the  same  way  you  do  ?  ”  her  skin  keeps  getting  hotter  by  the  second  ,  and  it’s  becoming  harder  to  hold  back  the  anger  of  a  goddess.  but  she’s  been  taught  to  ,  refined  &  shaped  to  not  act  out.  her  calm  is  sickeningly  calm  ,  sharp  as  cut  glass  ,  all  while  her  eyes  burned  with  the  fires  from  hell.  “  so  it’s  suddenly  embarrassing  if  i’m  dancing  with  another  boy  ,  but  god  forbid  you  fuck  someone  in  the  astronomy  tower.  or  was  it  in  the  library  ?  i  can’t  really  remember  ,  i’ve  heard  far  too  many  stories  to  keep  count.  ”  she’s  bitter  &  she  doesn’t  bother  hiding  ,  she’s  become  exhausted  in  hiding  how  she  feels  ,  and  by  god  lucius  malfoy  brings  out  the  truest  ones  out  of  her  petite  frame.  “  all  this  marriage  is  to  bring  our  families  together  ,  and  don’t  forget  what  my  last  name  is.  you  chose  me  ,  not  the  other  way  around.  ”  she  runs  a  hand  through  her  lengthy  hair  ,  taking  a  second  to  regain  her  balance  before  she  starts  again.  she  wasn’t  finished  ,  yet.  “  wouldn’t  want  another  fiasco  that  happened  like  the  last  one,  would  we  ?  ”  she  doesn’t  know  the  story  between  him  and  his  ex  ,  if  it  still  hurt  him  ,  &  she  was  too  angry  to  think  twice.

                                              he works his jaw,   eyes narrowing at her because she is being ridiculous   &   she must know that herself.   he wants to hear no more of her for the evening,   every little word that falls past her plush brims is another push towards the inevitable moment when he’ll finally snap.   &   lucius malfoy does not get angry,   not visibly at least,   he’s always been taught it was way too plebeian for someone like him.   he’s not a brute,   he doesn’t raise his voice,   he doesn’t make a scene   &   he especially does not wishes with every fiber in his body,   that he could tell someone to just fuck off.   but he did this to himself,   the most irking thought of them all   &   he knows that,   but hell will freeze before he admits to his mistake to her or anyone who tried to warn him against this union.   ‘   well perhaps,   darling,   you should not believe everything you hear then.   ’   he huffs,   not being able to resist rolling his eyes at her.   he is very careful not to be too defensive because he knows she is right this time,   he knows exactly what she’s talking about but he is completely unwilling to give her the satisfaction of having the upper hand in this little argument.   ‘   whatever i do in my private time,   is none of your business.   i don’t ask about your endeavours either as long as you are subtle about them.   &   please do us both a favour   &   stop pretending to be jealous when you’re with me,   it’s embarrassing.  ––––  i do remember your last name,   that is the sole reason my decision has fallen on you,   but that doesn’t mean anything if you don’t behave according of it.   you are worthless to me if everyone thinks you are some cheap piece of meat anyone can get.   ’   he spits   &   he’s ready to turn his back to her,   to leave her alone,   fuming in the common room.   but then she speaks again   &   something snaps within him,   breath caught in the back of his throat.   oh,   how completely insufferable she is,   how much he hates her in that moment.   she has no right,   she has absolute no right to speak of molly,   no matter the circumstances   &   lucius needs a second,   eyes falling shut as he let’s out a long sight.   when he looks at her again,   features are frozen into an unreadable mask of disinterest.   ‘   no,   you are right,   we don’t want that.   but see,   i know you don’t want me either,   i know exactly who is is that you want.   &   the knowledge that i can take that away from you,   that i am taking it away from you,   makes me the happiest.   your misery brings me joy,   my dear,   &   we are to have a lifetime of it together.   ’

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*  ｡  ✧    ›   junhee.

“     all  i’m  saying  is  this–     convincing  them  nessie  is  nothing  but  a  myth  was  her  saving  grace,     but  it  is  a  relief  to  find  out  she’s  really  out  there.     i  always  had  a  hunch  about  her,  you  know     ?”     junhee  explains  as  he  turns  to  look  at  lily.     it’s  been  a  pleasant  day  and  junhee  thought  they  could  take  advantage  of  it,     before  the  weather  gets  too  cold,     and  sit  by  the  large  lake  on  the  grounds  outside.     the  lake  immediately  sparked  junhee’s  memory  on  the  chapter  he  read  about  the  wizard’s  involvement  with  hiding  little  nessie.     he  was  curious  as  to  see  if  lily  too  had  the  same  gut  feeling  as  him,     considering  they  both  came  from  a  magic-less  childhood,     and  had  no  way  of  knowing  the  truth  behind  the  myth.     /     @sycvphvnt

                                                  he’s like a little island of calm in a sea of calamity made of her emotions   &   lily decides that’s exactly what she needs.   she needs distraction,   something sweet   &   easy,   something that makes her feel weightless,   faultless,   free.   so when a small laugh falls past her brims  at his words,   lily can’t help but be grateful for his presence.   she values him,   his friendship in ways she might never be able to tell him but does it really matter when appreciation is so hard to put into words anyway   ?   –––   she shakes her head at him,   small fingers tearing at the grass beneath herself,   dark gaze set on the softly glimmering water.   ‘   did you smoke something before we met   ?   is that what’s going on here   ?   ’   she throws the small green leaves his way.   ‘   if nessie existed,   don’t you think we would have real,   scientific proof for it   ?   or like,   if she was real for like.... real,   some kind of magical explanation   ?   we literally know about vampires,   werewolves   &   thousand others,   i’m sure they wouldn’t use all the resources on hiding a harmless giant water lizard.   ’

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 *  ｡  ✧    ›   mary.

                       fuck  ,  it  had  been  a  man  who  turned  her  into  this  sobbing  mess.  though  was  it  of  any  surprise?  mary  never  having  thought  too  much  for  the  other  gender  who  constantly  PROVED  that  they  were  disappointments.  besides  a  good  ,  quick  source  for  pleasure  she  struggled  finding  purpose  for  having  men  in  her  life.  and  they  were  certainly  nothing  to  cry  over.  that  was  mary  however.  lily  far  more  kind  (  and  truthfully  level  headed )  than  her  friend.  she  always  seemed  to  give  everyone  the  benefit  of  the  doubt  ,  which  mary  concluded  as  her  WORST  trait  and  how  she  could  explain  why  lily  was  possibly  this  hurt  over  a  dumbass  male.   ‘ what…. ? ’  mary  leaned  back  to  look  her  friend  in  the  eyes ,  sore  fingers  from  hours  of  gaming   g e n t l y   swiping  away  the  tears  as  they  trailed  down  puffy ,  cherubic  cheeks.  it  was  frustrating  not  to  know  immediately  what  had  happened.  the  gryffindor  not  the  most  patient  of  characters  ,  certainly  now  that  all  she  wanted  to  do  was  beat  the  bastard  who  had  done  this.  however  much  it  hurt  though  ,  she  waited  for  lily  to  catch  her  breath.  mary   s q u a t t i n g   down  in  front  of  lily  as  she  sat  on  the  bed ,  rubbing  her  knee  and  trying  to  keep  calm  and  strong.  slowly  though  ,  as  she  talked  more ,  mary  SCAVENGED  her  mind  for  prospects  who  had  shown  interest  in  her.  there  were  several ,  naturally.  lily  a  beauty  among  beasts  with  a  personality  everyone  naturally  gravitated  towards.  one  out  of  the  rest  stuck  out  however.  someone  so  persistent ,  someone  close  to  them  both ,  and  someone  mary  believed  ever  had  an  actual  chance  at  gaining  her  best  friends  heart.  ‘  did  james  say  that?  did  you  two……  ’

                                                 how could she not feel embarrassed,   like an utter fool,   in front of mary   ?   strong,   smart mary who always knows what to do when someone gives her a headache.   mary who looks danger in the face   &   laughs.   mary,   who has always been there to comfort her when something went wrong.   mary who always thought her smarter than to get her heart broken by some boy like this.   &   she understands,   in a way,   the scare she must be giving her friend with this erratic behavior   &   all the tears.   because lily evans doesn’t cry often.   she didn’t cry when she fell off her broom on their first flying class   &   nearly broke her arm.   she didn’t cry when her friendship with severus ended so dreadfully.   she didn’t even cry when her letters sent to her sister were all returned untouched,   unopened.   but this,   this has hit her in a way she was not prepared for.   because yes,   for years she has thought james potter was a complete moron,   a trouble maker   &   he drove her absolutely insane with the way he was trying to get her attention any way she turned.   she thought he was reckless   &   irresponsible but she never thought him cruel.   she would never in her wildest dreams imagined him being capable of denting her heart in a way he has   &   lily can’t help but wonder if it will ever go away.   ––––   a ragged sigh pushes past her brims as she wipes the tears of her face,   but it’s only momentary because her eyes fill up with them again at the mention of his name.   ‘   oh mary,   i’m so,   so stupid,   i don’t know what i was thinking.   ’   she cries out,   shaking her head in desperation.   ‘   it just...    it hurts,   mary.   ’   she presses a small hand on her chest,   right above her heart.   

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tvngibles‌:

april: mhm… whatever you say april: if you want to have sex… just say it you coward

𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓈: ??? 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓈: fine, i want sex 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓈: tick tock

𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡 𝕥𝕠: open.

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spelledblood‌:

𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙰  :  how  bad  do  you  𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉  𝓂𝑒  there  ,  hm  ? 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙰  :  how  dare  you  send  me  𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑇  video  of  u  ! 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙰  :  i  hope  you  have  a  lot  𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕  for  me  . 

𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓈: bad .  i always want you bad . 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓈: i’m just trying to motivate ? 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓈: have i ever disappointed, angel ?

𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡 𝕥𝕠: open.

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Mochiest little bear! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ // EXO’s Travel the World Through a Ladder of Fortune 2 Ep.32

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#TBT to a happier time ! — october 20th, 2016              » ft. @adcraticns & @sycvphvnt.

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*  ｡  ✧    ›   evan.

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“ you’re so mean to me. ” evan chuckles, mouth grazing down to her neck. “ mm, fine, i’ll let relent just this once. ” but if i’m so GREEDY i can very well leave right now ? ” his tone turns questioning, pressing fleeting kisses down to her shoulder. “ but something tells me you wouldn’t like that very much hmm ? ” he’s unsure what his end game is, where there interaction is leading, if anywhere, but there’s a comfort in the fact that even if he were to walk away right now, it wouldn’t matter. there would be another place, anther time. the tips of his fingers trace spirals up her side to her waist, where they stay. “ i’ll get that rise out of you one day. a pretty little PLEASE. pretty just like you. ” he grins and suddenly pulls away, falling flat onto the bed beside her and withdrawing his touch completely. “ just wait babe. ”

                                               her eyes fall shut involuntarily when she feels his mouth on her skin   &   it would be so very easy to give in,   she wants to give in.   &   he’s right,   god,   he’s so right   &   they both know that it’s only a matter of time until the temptation will be too much for her to handle   &   she’ll crumble at his feet.   she can practically hear the voice of her friends,   calling her a fucking idiot,   but lily is stubborn   &   she’s convinced herself that this is what’s best for her right now.   this,   him,   is exactly what she needs to take her mind of the ache of her heart that she can’t shake any other way.   she nearly grimaces when he let’s go of her because no matter that she was the one to tell him to stop,   she wants his hands on her more than she cares to admit.   ‘   a please   ?   is that what you want from me   ?   ’   lily tilts her head to the side curiously   &   she is unable to stop herself before she’s leaning closer to where he is lying.   ‘   easy.   please keep your promises.    ’   she presses a short kiss on his cheek.   ‘   please don’t distract me.   ’   again on his other cheek.   ‘   please behave.   ’   she hums against his lips,   only allowing herself to cave for a split second before rolling on her back.   ‘   book please.   ’

i’ll be good.

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                                                              he is in a bad mood,   or well,   he was,   about half a bottle of firewhiskey ago.   now,    he is still irritable but much more receptive to the ridiculousness of the situation.   ringed fingers tap on the hardwood table lazily,   eying his now empty glass as if he was trying to decide if filling it up again would be a terribly bad idea or not.   ‘   &   then she called the fucking ring small again.   i swear it took me like a grand two minutes to convince myself it’s better to stay quiet or i would have seriously lost it.   i don’t give a fuck about what she thinks or what she wants but if she mentions it one more time...   ’   he huffs,   eventually reaching out for the bottle again,   pouring the amber liquid into the glass   &   emptying it with the same motion.   ‘   i know you’re friends so tell her to be quiet or i’ll squeeze her pretty little neck until she has nothing left to say.   ’   @rcsiers

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—all because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.

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「    ∘*∵   narcissa.

 he’s  something  like  the  archnemesis  of  her  life  &  the  weakness  to  her  ultimate  demise  ,  all  at  once.  she  remembers  the  day  clear  as  a  crystal  ,  the  day  her  parents  informed  of  she  was  to  be  engaged  to  the  son  of  abraxas  malfoy  ,  it  was  hard  to  forget  the  day  she  felt  like  her  life  had  officially  ended.  throughout  her  entire  life  ,  narcissa  held  onto  the  small  hope  ,  the  tiniest  bit  of  it  ,  that  one  day  ,  if  she  were  to  marry  ,  she  would  marry  someone  of  her  choosing.  someone  that  she  would  fall  so  madly  in  love  ,  someone  that  she  would  cherish  days  with  &  nights  apart  ,  someone  that  would  love  her  ,  just  as  she  was.  she  remembered  her  engagement  ,  the  small  rock  adoring  her  left  finger  ,  a  reminder  ,  a  constant  aide  —  memoire  that  she  was  going  to  marry  the  man  before  her  ,  &  nothing  ,  not  even  the  world  crumbling  on  atlas��  back  ,  would  change  that.  narcissa  huffs  at  his  words  ,  a  bubbling  irritation  caused  by  his  mere  presence.  “  thanks,  i  was  clearly  unaware.  ”  she  could  never  ,  &  would  never  act  this  way  around  her  parents  ,  god  forbid.  just  picturing  the  consequences  in  itself  was  quite  traumatizing  to  the  raven  haired  girl.  narcissa  black  hates  lucius  malfoy  ,  she’s  know  this  since  she  laid  her  eyes  on  him  ,  the  day  she  officially  signed  her  life  away.  but  the ��universe  doesn’t  lie  ,  &  she’s  upset  with  the  way  her  body  naturally  gravitates  towards  his  ,  look  a  moon  orbiting  around  a  planet.  her  pout  returns.  “  i  don’t  think  i  said  i  was  done  partying  ,  lucius.  ”  ears  practically  perk  up  at  his  words  &  she  finds  herself  nearly  salivating  at  the  picture  he  had  neatly  drawn  in  her  mind.  “  when  did  you  become  so  giving  ,  darling  ?  ”

                                                 narcissa malfoy,   he decides,   is terribly irritating   &   he doesn’t like it one bit.   he has half a mind to call up his father   &   demand this engagement to be broken off before he loses his goddamn mind,   but he already knows what the answer would be.   abraxas malfoy has always been a cold,   calculating man   &   he would never agree into letting go of such a magnificent opportunity as a family connection to the blacks.   not to mention,   another broken engagement   (   so shortly after the whole ordeal with molly   )   would look terrible in the eyes of the public.   the worst part is,   lucius reminds himself,   that he was the one who pointed out that narcissa would be a good match.   a great last name with a financial background that nobody could say no to,   pretty   &   obedient.   or so he thought.   he had it all planned out,   having a pretty little trophy wife for himself that is too busy spending his money   &   going on shopping trips to paris with her girlfriends,   all the while he does whatever he desires.   all he wanted,   was to fulfil his responsibility to his family   &   keep his freedom in the meantime.   his dreams have been crushed too soon,   to rapidly,   not even giving him enough time to get used to the idea of having her on his arm until eternity,   before she made the thought taste bitter on the tip of his tongue.   –––   ‘   &   i don’t think i said i cared what you wanted.   ’   he straight up ignores her when she tries to defy him,   fingers wrapped around her slim wrist   &   he refuses to even give her the satisfaction of turning around   &   looking at her.   he only stops when they reach the slytherin common room   &   it’s hauntingly empty,   most of the students still at the party or already in bed.   ‘   now,   go to sleep.   i suggest you have a glass of water before bed,   i doubt hangover is a good look on you.   &   next time you decide to act like that in public,   remember that you’re not only embarrassing yourself but me as well.   &   i can’t have that,   dear.   i don’t care about what you do in private but i expect you to behave when people see you.   ’

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