I'm not saying it was your fault,
Although you could've done more,
Oh you're so naive yes so,
How could this be done?
For such a smiling sweetheart,
Oh such a sweet and pretty face.
It's such an ugly world for something so beautiful.
Ill die everytime I look inside.
- The Kooks

Olivia Cline is an average girl wizard. She sits with her friends at the Griffindor table. And is bullied by Draco Malfoy. She's just a pathetic mudblood to him and he's just her bully. But will they ever feel more?


13. Mudblood

Super short! I'm sorry guys!


No. I'm not his cleaning lady hell no. "Malfoy where did you put my clothes?" I sighed ignoring the insult. "Why do you need them? You look sexy in my clothes." He smirked. "Where. Are. My. Clothes?" I said slightly annoyed. "Over there. He pointed to a pile of clothes. I walked over and grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them on quickly so Malfoy wouldn't violate me. And then I just left on his button up shirt I already had on. "Where did you put my dress?!?" I inquired worriedly. "I don't know." He stated. "Malfoy! Harry bought that for me!" I whined. "All the more reasons not to look for it. I seriously don't know why you like him so much." He teased. "Because he understands what it feels like to have no family." I retorted. "And I don't? I had nobody during school! My own father made me what I am! I hurt people. They cross to the other side of the street when they see me! I was created to hurt people to kill!" He shouted. He lifted his shirt sleeve and showed me the faded dark mark on his forearm. I didn't flinch. I looked at it. I put my hand on it. I ran my fingers down it. He pulled away. "I'm sorry." I said quietly. "I'll get ready and you'll have me out of your hair soon." I started off and he grabbed arm. "I never said that I wanted you to leave." He said with his face close. "I thought I was a mudblood?" I asked genuinely. He laughed a little. "You are. But you're my mudblood."

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