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body. "Is there a reason you're eyeing me like I'm buttered bread and you're some poor orphan?" Draco frowned.

Draco leaned forward, near Harry's face. "I believe they s-suit me quite well, I-I'll have you know." Potter stuttered, averting his eyes. "Ah. There's my Harry. You act so ceous. But it's only an act, isn't that right, sugardumpling." he smirked.

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"I'm only w who thought it was a good idea to let you wear a pink shirt with black skinny jeans." Harry scoffed. "Yes, aren't you quite the fashion expert. With those ugly glasses of yours I should've known to e to you for fashion advice."

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"I-I'm not your anything!" "Oh, is that your way of saying I'm not the one who left that hickey?" Draco full a pale finger along Harry's neck. The purplish-bruise look-alike was right under his defined jaw. "Shut up, Malfoy."