《Our Toxic Love》51.
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Being back here was awful. Dumbledore had asked me question on question at the start. Obviously I lied what other choice did I have? I told him that I just needed sometime away from here, that everything had got on top of me but assured him that Hogwarts was my home and that I'd made a mistake. I tried not to dwell on the conversations too much, relaying each lie I told cut away at the little dignity I had inside of me. After a while though he gave up, either he believed me or he'd given up trying.
The days were long, excruciatingly long. I wrote to Draco but heard little in response, only making me fear more that I was no longer what he wanted. That he had other priorities now that weren't me. His words were still kind but the more the doubt filled my head the more my mind changed the way he probably had anticipated me reading them.
I spent everyday alone with only my thoughts to entertain me which were depressing to say the least.
It was the day before school would start now and god was I happy. First to see Pansy and explain as much as I could but of course most of all I desperately needed to see Draco. Being without him had only made me realise how much I needed him and I hoped that he still needed me.
The little I had heard from Draco worried me more than I could explain, if I didn't have him I truly would have nothing left.
I spent the day rested on my bed like most days but unlike any other day there was a knock on my door.
I waited for someone to walk in but there was nothing.
"Hello?"
Still nothing.
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I picked myself up out of bed and dragged my feet along the floor till I reached my door, as I opened it I was greeted by no one. I took a quick glance up and down the corridor but still there was nobody not even a glimpse of a passer by. Just as I was about to close my door a black box at my feet caught my eye.
The writing was familiar in the most warming way.
Ivy.
It was Draco. I crouched down quickly to the mysterious box in front of me, an Ivory tag hung loosely off the satin ribbon.
Because not everyone is as privileged to look as good as you.
For my eyes only
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A pure, wholesome laugh bubbled its way out of me. The sensation felt strange after being quiet for what felt like so long. I wrapped my hands around the box and began to lift gently.
Instantly my eyes spotted the colour before anything, emerald green. Matching my necklace and of course my house. I reached in and pulled out the most gorgeous slip dress I'd ever seen, certainly nothing I had worn to bed before and certainly a lot sexier than my oversized t-shirt.
Lace ran across each cup and along the hem of the dress, my god I don't think I could pull this off.
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Seeing Pansy was the biggest relief I could of asked for, just talking to her and actually having a conversation that wasn't morbidly depressing.
"Urgh I thought I was going to go insane this summer! I can't tell you what a relief it is to see you!" I laughed at her remark even though I knew for a fact that whatever she'd experienced this summer would certainly be nothing on mine.
"I know the feeling...anyway what did you get up to?" I moved around my bed noticing that I hadn't yet put away my...present. As I went to lift it up I noticed Pansy's eyes on me.
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"Erm! What is that?!" Pansy's eyes were wide with a mischievous grin growing on her face. She darted over to my bed quickly and snatched the box straight out my hands.
I quickly leaned forward to try retrieve it but she was already making her way to the other side of the room. "Erm it's nothing! Just give me-."
"Not a chance! Your face is telling me that this is something very juicy!" She lifted the lid and her mouth nearly dropped to the floor. "Well, well, well a little kinky are we Ivy? No guessing who this is from!"
I near enough ran my way over to her snatching it back. "Ha. Ha. Very funny. Not like I would ever actually wear this." I held it out in front of me. "I'd look like a total idiot."
"Shut up! Ahhhh and what does this say?" I looked down to her hands realising I'd left the box. She twisted the tag over. "For my eyes only hey!"
"Pansy!"
"That boy is a real control freak" she shook her head and laughed slightly. "You know he's back right?"
"Yes but I'm waiting for him to come to me." I folded up the dress and carefully placed it in my top draw.
"What are you his slave? I'll tell you what I would do if I were you...I'd put it on and give him a show." She raised her eyebrows as she spoke.
"What do you mean?"
"Well by now I would say that Malfoy and his little click are in the common room...alone."
"I know where you're going with this and no! Draco's had a hard enough summer without me making it worse!" I sent a glare her way.
"Worse?! If you think that you stepping out in some...ridiculously sexy lingerie would make it worse you are highly mistaken! Come on! Spice it up abit! I mean god it's Draco after all he's hardly vanilla is he? Be in control! It will drive him crazy." She marched back round to my side of the bed, pulling open my drawer and throwing the green dress straight in my face. "Come on! He needs a good distraction!"
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