Promises
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
Warnings: See Prologue
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It's coming.
My time. His time.
The time.
I can feel it.
And I know that I'll have to say goodbye soon.
Will I take my secret to the grave?
Probably.
Malfoy confronted me in the hall today. Told me he wanted to know what the hell was wrong with me. I told him that I was fine. And that he wouldn't have to worry about becoming a death eater. His face turned bright red and he almost slugged me.
He didn't. My friends didn't stop him. No one did.
He only said one thing to me.
"I know. I understand."
Then he walked away.
Confused? I'm not. I know he does. And it helps, knowing that someone understands.
Ginny and Neville have been dating for a while. Longer than Ron and Hermione. And Draco has to watch them. Every day. I wish I could help him. But I made a promise.
And I have to keep it.
Don't I?
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