"I broke off the engagement," he says slowly, not meeting my eyes. I glance around the room. I'm tempted to pull up a chair, and skip History of Magic to talk to him. I'm tempted to hug him. I'm tempted to jump for joy.
Hermione turned away, holding her sleeves down, like they were see-through. . "I need you to tell me. I'm not blind. I can see that whatever it is, it's killing you."
Need: one of the most essential words I know. You asked me what I needed to survive, and I wrote your name with my finger in the stars. You asked me why I needed you, and I told you that you were the only reason I was still alive. Warning: Cousincest
Draco Malfoy was definitely mysterious.He would still sneak around corners, catching me by surprise, whispering, "Mudblood…." in my ear. But everything changed when winter came.
I stood in front of the window, watching the rain pour outside of the castle. I could see no way out anymore. This was my only option. Warning: Suicide
"Roxie, wait. I need to document this. Stand against the house, and give me your camera." Roxanne stomped over to the side of the house, trying not to let herself be angry with him. It was only a bet, after all. Cousincest
"You thought they had captured me, didn't you?" he asks, tensely. They begin walking back towards the alleyway, so as not to be seen. The more hidden they are, the better.