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mekanizie · 7 months ago

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When Peacemakers got on ToonTown Bus, Jeff Randell and Breehn sat next to each other and bring dwarves name Shutup and Rosie with them. Jeff puts Shutup on left side of his lap, and Breehn puts Rosie on right side on his lap. They were excited and they were talking about fighting troublemakers and helping the dwarves with menstrual cramps because of their menstrual medication allergies, but Lazy Brian angrily heard them talking about helping the dwarves with their menstrual cramps, and he disapproves it, and starts sexism towards them.

Catherine The ToonTown Bus Driver: Alright, peacemakers, get on the bus! We’re going to ToonTown Castle for the battle to fight troublemakers, alright, to show them who are bosses!

Peacemakers: Yeah!

Jeff: Hi, Shutup! Ready for a big day of the battle to fight troublemakers?

Shutup: Yes I am! Are you?

Jeff: (laughs) Yes I am! I am ready to fight those troublemakers! (grabs Shutup to hold and she laughs)

Breehn: Hi, Rosie! Ready to fight troublemakers?

Rosie: Yes I am! Are you?

Breehn: I am ready to fight troublemakers, but if my parents find out, I’ll be in very, very, very big trouble!

Rosie: Oh! I’m sorry!

Breehn: (laughs) It’s okay! (grabs Rosie to hold, she laughs, and gets on the bus along with peacemakers)

Bebe: Hi, Stan!

Stan: Hi, Bebe!

Bebe: Are you ready to kick those troublemaker’s butts?

Stan: Fuck yes, I really am! They’re gonna get what they deserve!

Bebe: Yeah I agree! Those stupid mother fuckers need to be executed for what they’ve done to all of us!

Stan: Yeah! Especially our evil clones!

Bebe: Yeah! Wanna play a dare game?

Stan: Ok!

Bebe: Ok, Stan, I dare you to do GoAnimate actions to Kayloo!

Stan: (laughs) Oh! (times) Kayloo! How dare you stop my sister from beating you up just because she's a girl! That's it! You are grounded (times) for 43 chars! Go to your room now! (Kayloo cries and Stan and Bebe laughs) Bebe, I dare you to tell evil Yumyulack to shut up by mimicking GoAnimate voice!

Bebe: (laughs) Hey Evil Yumyulack!

Evil Yumyulack: What the fuck do you want, bitch?!

Bebe: Shut up!

Evil Yumyulack: No, bitch! (Bebe and Stan laughing)

Bebe: Stan, I dare you to get Billdown arrested for assaulting Kyle!

Stan: (laughs) Hey Police, can you get Billdown arrested for assaulting Kyle please and thank you?!

Officer Kendra: Yes! Thank you for telling me! Billdown, you're under arrest!

Billdown: What?! What the fuck did I do, bitch?!

Officer Kendra: For assaulting Kyle Broflovski!

Billdown: Let go of me, you slutty ass piece of fucking shit!

Officer Kendra: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?

Billdown: Yes!

Officer Kendra: Good! Now march yourself outside to the police car right now!

Billdown: Let me go right now, you stupid bitch! You're the last of me! (peacemakers laughing) It's not fucking funny, bastards! I fucking hate you, assholes! You fucking bastards are the last of me, you stupid ass pieces of fucking shit!

Stan: Bebe, I dare you to send a hateful message to Evil Walt! (Bebe laughs and types)

Bebe: And... done.

Evil Walt: (snacking junk food, drinking beer, and watching football while treating his wife Evil Tiffany like a slave) Hey, sexy! Give me my beer, woman, now!

Evil Tiffany: Yes, daddy. Here you go, daddy!

Evil Walt: Thank you, sexy! (smacks Evil Tiffany's butt and get a notification) "Dear Evil Walt, I heard that you gave all of the peacemakers a hard time, and I can't believe you would do this to us, so this is what I think about your culture, as well as what I think of you as a monster! So I hope these stupid actions will avoid! Sincerely, Bebe Stevens." What the! What in the fuck! Who in the fuck send a stupid ass email to me like that! I'm about to flag her stupid ass email!

Bebe: (laughs with Stan) Stan, I dare you to force Kaylow to eat foods he hates!

Stan: No, Bebe, I dare you to force Kaylow to eat foods he hates!

Bebe: No, Stan, I dare you to do it!

Stan: No, Bebe, I dare you to do it!

Bebe: No, you do it!

Stan: No, you do it!

Bebe: No, you!

Stan: No, you!

Bebe: You!

Stan: You!

Bebe and Stan: You! Jinx! Double jinx! (laughing)

Stan: I'm gonna poke you!

Bebe: (laughs) Stop it! I'm gonna poke you back!

Stan: Oh no you don't! Hey! (laughs) (poking each other and laughing together)

Jeff and Breehn: Peacemakers rule! Troublemakers drool! Peacemakers rule! Troublemakers drool!

Breehn: All of the peacemakers are going to fight troublemakers back!

Jeff: And troublemakers are gonna get what they deserve!

Breehn: Yeah, I agree, Jeff! Jeff, can I ask you a question?

Jeff: Sure, what about?+

Breehn: Remember the time we meet Shutup and Rosie?

Jeff: Yeah. Why?

Breehn: Remember the time Shutup and Rosie have menstrual medication allergies?

Jeff: Yeah? Why do you ask?

Breehn: Because I was thinking that we can use real help?

Jeff: Good idea! We can use real help of Shutup and Rosie with menstrual cramps!

Breehn: And all we can do is...

Jeff: To make them...

Breehn and Jeff: Orgasm.

Lazy Brian: Hey! (Jeff and Breehn gasp) What the fuck did you just say?!

Jeff and Breehn: Nothing? (chuckling)

Lazy Brian: Tell me the fucking truth, now! What the fuck did you just say?!

Jeff: Okay, okay, fine, fine. Breehn and I said orgasm to help Shutup and Rosie with their menstrual cramps.

Breehn: And because they have menstrual medication allergies!

Lazy Brian: What! Why the fuck did you just say that word called fucking "orgasm"? Huh? Look at me when the fuck I'm talking to you, stupid fucking nerds! Why in the fuck did you say that god damn word called fucking "orgasm"?

Jeff: Because they're on their periods, fatass! Cut it out!

Lazy Brian: So?! That doesn't give you rights to say fucking "orgasm"!

Breehn: We have the right to say it, because it's not a bad word, dumbass! Cut it out!

Jeff: And besides! We are going to help them out by massaging them with our hands, when they have cramps!

Breehn: Exactly!

Lazy Brian: Oh shut the fuck up!

Jeff: You shut the fuck up!

Lazy Brian: Hey! Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?!

Jeff: You, you stupid ass piece of fucking shit!

Lazy Brian: You don't talk to me like that, you stupid fucking squared boy!

Jeff: (gasps) Excuse me?!

Lazy Brian: You heard me, bastard, so go to the stadium and play football!

Jeff: That is unbelievable! Absolutely not!

Lazy Brian: And why not, bastard?!

Jeff: Because my parents wouldn't even let me! Cut it out!

Breehn: And besides! We used to do ASMR to help Shutup and Rosie with their menstrual cramps, remember?!

Lazy Brian: What?! You stupid ass nerds did ASMR after all of us troublemakers told you not to?!

Breehn: Yes!

Lazy Brian: Jeff and Breehn! I told you not to do a mother fucking ASMR, but you didn't listen to me!

Jeff: And why then, just because we're boys?!

Lazy Brian: Yes, you both are boys, and boys don't do a mother fucking ASMR! All girls do!

Jeff: Excuse me, dumbass, but this is the 21st century, and there are men out there who does the opposite too! So get the fuck out of our lives now!

Lazy Brian: That is fucking stupid! Absolutely not!

Jeff: And why not, dumbass?

Lazy Brian: Because I said so!

Jeff: So, that doesn’t give you the right to sneak into this bus and keep harassing us!

Lazy Brian: I can do whatever the fuck I want!

Jeff: No the fuck you can’t! Get the fuck out of this bus, now!

Lazy Brian: No fucking way Jose!

Jeff: Oh yes way Buster!

Lazy Brian: Step out now, you stupid! Out!

Breehn: (gasps) Lazy Brian, did you seriously just tell Jeff to step out?!

Lazy Brian: Yes!

Breehn: Why?!

Lazy Brian: Because he’s a skinny ass who needs to eat fatty foods, who didn’t fucking listen to me, you fat fuck!

Breehn: I don’t give a shit! I’m sick and tired of you trying to control us about what we want! And I’m sick of your fucking nonsense!

Lazy Brian: You can’t always be telling me what the fuck to do, you fat fuck!

Breehn: Yes the fuck I can, fatass, and I mean it! Go home and find a real job, dummy!

Lazy Brian: I do have a real job, you fat fuck!

Breehn: Oh really, then what job do you have, lazy ass?!

Lazy Brian: I do OnlyFans!

Breehn: Lazy Brian, OnlyFans is not a real job, okay?! Selling your body for money is just wrong! It’s just wrong, it’s a sin! It’s a fucking sin, fatass! Sin!

Lazy Brian: (gasps) Excuse me?!

Breehn: You heard me! Delete your stupid ass account right now!

Lazy Brian: No!

Breehn: And why not, fatass?

Lazy Brian: First of all, selling my body for money is not wrong! Second of all, it's my dream, you fat fuck!

Breehn: And why then, so you can keep your account and keep doing all the shit you've pulled?! I don't think so!

Lazy Brian: Yes!

Breehn: Why?!

Lazy Brian: To support my sexies, god damn it!

Breehn: And what the fuck are those stupid ass women gonna do with your stupid ass cash?! Huh?! Look at me when I'm talking to you, fatass! What the fuck are they gonna do with your stupid ass cash?!

Lazy Brian: They're gonna buy girl objects!

Breehn: What girl objects are you talking about, fatass?!

Lazy Brian: Makeup, Hygiene stuff, Fragrances, Dresses, Dolls, and Food!

Breehn: Those objects you're talking about are not girly things, okay?! They can be for boys too, you fat sexist piece of fucking shit!

Lazy Brian: Girl objects are not for boys, okay?! Boy objects are like, Toy vehicles, Action figures, Toy guns, work stuff, money, playboy magazines... (Breehn is disgust because of what Lazy Brian said about magazines) Oh stop being such a baby and be a man! You should love those magazines!

Breehn: But I hate those magazines like that! Looking at playboy magazines are just wrong! They're a sin! You know boys can hate those magazines like that too! Besides, it reminds me of that stupid ass pervert hormone monstress named Maury, who also forced me to masturbate to those magazines you're holding right now! He also begged me to do it and I refused because it's wrong, so I decided to masturbate to my own emotions because Kayloo started making sexist comments to Chelsea for playing baseball just because she's a girl!

Lazy Brian: And when the fuck was that?!

Breehn: Ever since Season 9 Episode 1 called My Masturbation

Lazy Brian: Who the fuck is my?!

Breehn: It says my name on it!

Lazy Brian: So what?!

Breehn: So, it's says Breehn's on it!

Lazy Brian: Whatever! Back to this! Um, real vehicles, sports, and video games!

Breehn: Those objects are not manly things either, dumbass! That is sexist and something everyone is supposed to know how to do, you dummy!

Lazy Brian: Oh whatever you fat fuck! (angrily notices Rosie's Orgasm for her period cramps) Rosie, stop with your fucking orgasm, now! It's really fucking annoying!

Breehn: Hey! That's no way to talk to her like that!

Lazy Brian: Well, if she's not, then who's faking it?!

Breehn: She's not faking it okay? I'm the only one who's helping her!

Lazy Brian: How in the fuck did you help her fucking orgasm?!

Breehn: After I put her on my lap, Jeff sat next to me and he put Shutup on his lap before he left because of all the shit you pulled to him! So, I was shaking my right lap to help her with her menstrual cramps!

Lazy Brian: Why didn't you bring their menstrual pills?!

Breehn: Oh my god! Do I really to explain every time you asked about it?! I already told you Shutup and Rosie have menstrual medication allergies!

Lazy Brian: So! That doesn't give you the right to help her fucking orgasm!

Breehn: I have the right to do it, because she's on her period, fatass! Cut it out!

Lazy Brian: Whatever! Breehn, stop Rosie from her fucking orgasm, now! You have 3 strikes or you're out!

Breehn: This is bullshit! Absolutely not!

Lazy Brian: Make her stop, now!

Breehn: I said no, and that's final!

Lazy Brian: If you don't make her stop, you will be out!

Breehn: For the last fucking time, no! I'm trying to help her out!

Lazy Brian: Alright! That's it! This is your last straw! Get out, now, or I'll beat the shit out of you! Do you understand when I told you?!

Breehn: Alright, fine! But when I'm done helping Rosie out, I will, because of all of the shit you've pulled!

Lazy Brian: Not when you're done, now!

Breehn: Bus Driver!

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ronearoundblindly · 1 year ago

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Thanks for the tag, Master Grace! (just for that lovely tidbit, i think i'll watch the D&D movie today...)

name: Ro, Rone, or Lexi, since that's what my bestie calls me. None of them are actually my name but 🤷🏻‍♀️ that's what you're getting lol

pronouns: Is it bad that i have zero preference but not as an identity-thing? I just...genuinely don't mind she/he/they/bish/etc. I call everyone gurl, dude, and dearie with zero context, so hopefully that's never offended anyone...

where do you call home?: Eh...the Midwest. That's as specific as I feel comfortable with.

favorite animal: WOLVES!!!! (And I guess i love my little buttmunch kittays too...😉)

cereal of choice: Anything that doesn't get soggy in five seconds and isn't cinnamon-heavy, so...granola?

visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner: Visual, 100%, and yet I'm still an extremely slow reader, which is annoying.

first pet: my beloved Sparky (cat, as an adult living alone, R.I.P.) or bebe Rascal (gerbil, as a kiddo, very, very long time R.I.P.)

favorite scent: Allergies have destroyed my sense of smell over the decades, but ground coffee never fails to please 😍

do you believe in astrology: Nope, and yet somehow I am the most Gemini of Geminis. These things are not correlated lol. Sometimes I like to read horoscopes and make up crazy, outlandish 'meanings' behind those vague predictions, but that's the writer's mind in me...

how many playlists do you have on your music service of choice: A LOT. I am methodical though, so most are named by the month or season and year I made them. There are some story playlists as well, but not for every one.

sharpies or highlighters: Highlighters. I love pens, but ink bleeding drives me bonkers. Seldom use Sharpies except for labeling which of course I have a machine for now anyway.

song that makes you cry: Recently? 'Carry You' by Ruelle, 'What Was I Made For?' by Billie Eilish, and 'Evermore' by Dan Stevens (from Beauty and the Beast)

song that makes you happy: Probably anything by AJR or Imagine Dragons... IDK, most music makes me feel a whole lot of things all at once.

and finally, do you write/draw/create: I write. I have since I was 12. Like everybody, I get stuck or have periods where I step away all together, but I always come back. I'm always creating stories, scenarios, and characters to help put my feelings and what I've learned/experienced into a narrative someone else (and me) can understand. It's likely my true purpose in life, but it ain't gonna pay the bills, ya know? I love art of all kinds but writing is the only one I'm good at.

No pressure taggies (and sorry if you've already done this one)! @darsynia @peyton--warren @sarahdonald87 @brandycranby @levans44 @sweater-daddiesdumbdork @drabblewithfrannybarnes @geralts-yenn @nana1000night @jamneuromain @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @sconnie-doesnt-know @anika-ann

Tagged by @thebreakfastgenie 🥰💚❤️

name: Grace. This is my first new url in over a decade so I don’t have a cute nickname.

pronouns: she/her

where do you call home?: Boston, Massachusetts. The site of the skyline makes me feel more at ease.

favorite animal: my cat Francesca.

cereal of choice: I would say Honeycomb Cereal but I think it contains gelatin and since I’m Muslim I can’t eat it anymore 😭. So- honestly corn flakes. I am easy to please with carbs.

visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner: I’m literally just going to steal Genie’s answer because yeah. I would say I learn by doing. My mom says I’m a visual learner, but really it’s just that I need instructions written down because my working memory is pretty poor. My auditory memory is excellent, I think because I have perfect pitch, so I use that for memorization a lot.

first pet: A pet that was just mine and not a family pet? A beautiful red beta fish named Mitchell. He lived for 5 years after I got him.

favorite scent: the smell of hot concrete after it rains.

do you believe in astrology: nope and I have become a total grouch about it. I really do kind of hate it now. I’m sorry but I’m just so tired 😭

how many playlists do you have on your music service of choice: I mostly only use my own personal iTunes account though I have a few Spotify playlists…my own personal iTunes I have 6 apparently- but I only use 3.

sharpies or highlighters: in the end, probably highlighters for overall utility, but sharpies are so pretty!!!!

song that makes you cry: 18-Wheeler by Alabama and All I Ask by Adele.

song that makes you happy: there are too many to choose from! The first one I thought of was Christie Lee by Billy Joel.

and finally, do you write/draw/create: I write a bit sometimes. I DM a Dungeons and Dragons campaign. I sing. I make TikToks because I can sing and act but I can’t draw. I knit.

@leia-connor-vas-serenity

Tagging: @goldenliartrash @ronearoundblindly @daisyssousa @docjen @lobob92345 @benedettabeby @retratospastel @agentmintea @redvanillabee @mydearprofessormcgonagall @reichenbannakaffalatta @praisedog @standingcowrrdly @faeriesaurus @raptoradapter @piperholmes @fishdetective

#tag game #get to know me #ro answers

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robotslovedeath · 6 years ago

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Why You? | Draco M. x Reader (3)

A/N: I’m totally not improvising this as I go uwu anyway enjoy chapter 3 while I listen to some chill music to get me going (chill as in p!atd and some nostalgic game songs from childhood) also! i genuinely like harry as a character and i swear im not trying to shit on him lmao sorry if you think i loathe him with a passion. making him a dick in this is my intention just for the purpose of this fic dndbsb try listening to I'm a Mess by Bebe Rexha while reading! my ideas mostly rely on that song 👀

Word count: 1,633 words

Warnings: None.

Summary: Y/N’s been awfully interested in Harry Potter ever since she met him the first day she arrived at Hogwarts. Not that everyone else did, but crushes. What else could she say? It isn’t until Draco, coincidentally crushing on Y/N, spots Potter and her laughing wholeheartedly, like nothing else in the world matters. Frustration hits him unexpectedly, and he tries everything to get him to lure you to him, eventually making you his.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 |

"Harry, it's not what it looks like-" You began, pleading him to not bring it up to anyone else. Especially Ron and Hermione. You couldn't believe he had seen the hug between you two. Thinking about that, why the hell was Harry even spying on them?! Has he not got anything else to do? It was creepy in a way. "Y/N, it's way more than what it looks like. Are you serious? I-I've spent days trying to get your attention away from that sick Slytherin, how could you just disobey my orders like that? You're my friend and Malfoy can't just do as he pleases."

You were in utter disgust. Did he think you were some animal figure to him? Like you would go to anyone you saw and immediately take a liking to them? How arrogant could he be? He specifically mentioned that you were his friend. Did that mean that you could only rely on him? "Excuse me? Am I a joke to you? Do I look like I care about your current relationship with Malfoy? I don't give a single damn about that. If you're trying to protect me, then do it correctly! You're only making me want to run back to him!" You spat, your eyes ready to pour the remaining tears you had left in you.

"You're better than this, Potter." This time you called him by his last name. You didn't know him anymore, he was a complete stranger again. How could you love someone like him? Draco was right after all. For once, he actually was. Eventually, after running away from Harry, you found yourself in an empty classroom. The room being your second place to study in, just incase someone bothered you. As far as you were aware, no one knew about this place. Large sighs escaped your dry mouth, the loud ruffling of your books in your bag making so much noise. You finally found your F/B again, continuing off where you recently were.

In the end, you quickly got over your Harry-phase and decided to focus on your studies again instead of some lame crush that probably wasn't that big of a deal anyway. Well, you sure hoped it didn't or you would probably regret it again. Nose inside your book, mind inside your own little world, you didn't notice the time had gone by so fast. You put your book away right as you were about to exit the room, taken by surprise at the sight of him suddenly entering without warning.

"Y/L, thought I might find you here." Draco spoke, a signature smirk highlighting his pale face. "Draco- didn't I tell you to leave me alone? I really don't have the time for this, classes are about to start in a couple minutes-" He truly startled you. How would a guy like him know where to find you? It was strange, but you were glad to have at least a bit of company for the remaining break. "And also, please don't tell anyone about this place. I use it a lot and Ron and Hermione can't find out or they'll get mad--"

He cut you off with a shake of his head, and let you go past him. "They won't know anything unless they see where you run off to. I don't think they care enough anyway, Y/L. Why don't ya ditch 'em for a while, hm? We're pretty much Weasley and that Mudblood but way better. Way better than Mister Potter too, darling." The word 'darling' lingered on his tongue for a while before smiling again, noticing this as an unsure agreement at first. "I could.. maybe arrange that. I just need excuses, they won't believe a word if I make something on the spot."

Draco was definitely in for that simply by the look on his face. "You could tell them you're off to snog me for the next 800 years-" "Draco! Are you out of your mind? They wouldn't believe such a preposterous lie. As much I wish they would, they aren't fools." He at least tried to get your attention for some time, clearly failing to do so. "Anyhow, I'll.. probably think about it for now. It all seems so fast and I can't get use to it, Draco. Please give me time." You mumble rather slowly, distracted by how you were about to be late to class. "Apologies, I should get going. Good day, Draco."

Finding your seat ever so quickly, your short breaths made a couple pair of eyes stare in your direction. Just as you were about to settle down, class started. It was another boring lesson, you still being at the back and nearly dozzing off, before somebody hit a book to your head. "I'm sorry, Y/N! The professor told me I had to do it for your own sake, I would never do such a thing, I promise." It was Longbottom, his gentle side always being close to you as he realised how bad you were hurting ever since childhood. You kinda liked that side of him. You could even say you loved it a tiny bit. "No problem, Longbottom. No need for the apology." Guess this day wasn't as bad.

Class was dismissed and you only had to survive one more class until the day was over. Then you had all the time in the world to finish your book, avoid the trio and maybe go and check what Draco was doing. Not that you liked him. He was only your friend. "Hey, Y/L! I haven't seen you around much, is everything okay?" Finnigan was talking to you now, unusual for him to check up on you. Or maybe another demand from Ron. You knew how worried he would get seeing you with a Slytherin of some sort.

"..I'm fine. You really don't have to worry about me," You were thinking for a while, until, "say, Ron didn't send you here to ask how I was doing, did he?" You gave an unsure smile at him, your brows in a frown. "Bloody Weasley! Uh, excuse me while I step outside. Professor, may I head to the bathroom?" She gave a nod of approval and you proceeded outside to find the nearest corridor and lean against it, nowhere near your current classroom. How could he waste somebody's time just to ask how you were doing? You hadn't even talked to him since you last saw Potter. You didn't want anything to do with them anymore.

You got the fact they wanted to protect you, but it was so selfish trying to control you. What if you liked talking to Draco? What if you liked seeing his face? Hurrying over to the classroom, you found your seat again except this time someone's gaze was on you. You could feel it from the back. "..What are you looking it at?" Frankly, you felt like that was way too harsh but it didn't matter. He's a big boy, isn't he? Draco could handle it.

"Don't forget your assignments. Other than that, class dismissed." Well, that was it. Dinner and then everything was going to be fine. You really should have looked where you were going; bumping into a familiar chest, and looking up in sorrow. "Oh.. Draco. Hi." Your words slipped ever so quickly, hands by your sides, trembling sightly. "Hey, Y/L. Rather odd of you to be the first one out of class. You normally take your time once class is over, what's the problem with you now?" You wanted to get away from him, not having any time on your hands at the moment. "I'm.. heading somewhere. I.. broke my finger and I have to go to the hospital wing?" Your voice went way higher than before, vaguely smiling at Draco.

He chuckled. His chuckles turning into full on laughter. "You're kidding, right? You've never broken a bone. Ever since you got here you stated you were the healthiest witch alive." How could he remember that? Why did he? "That's none of your business. Enjoy dinner, Draco." Turning away from him, you sprinted to your beloved, empty classroom and sighed in relief when you saw he hadn't followed you. Even if he did, Draco knew where you were hiding from the beginning. You regretted that you didn't look back.

"You really hate them, don't you?" You jumped from your seat, landing on the floor with a loud thump. "Don't scare me like that! Bloody hell, what do you want?" He landed you a hand, taking it and standing up again. Dust was scattered everywhere on your robes; glad they weren't on your face. Although.. you began sneezing, face red and puffy. Great, you forgot about that allergy. "..Why do I feel so weak around you? You managed to make me fall and sneeze uncontrollably. 'You proud?" An annoyed groan left your mouth while you wiped the dust away.

He stepped towards you, too close than you intended him to be. "What are you doing?" He didn't say a word, only gazing into your E/C eyes. He wasn't about to.. you know. Was he? "Y/N, there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm only going to.. know you a bit more." "Huh? Know me? What do you mea-" Cold lips connected to your warm ones, completely bewildered by what was happening. You couldn't seem to get away from Draco. It was like you were under his spell. Without magic. You two stayed like that for a couple seconds, eventually pulling away and leaving a string of saliva between your mouths. "I- did we just-? Did you--?" He nodded, walking out of the abandoned classroom and heading straight for the hall.

He really did just kiss you.

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