He had heard the potion was complicated, but he had never dreamed that it was like this. Adding frogs toes at precisely 11.08, 2 and three 8's a tw anti clockwise. God this was ridiculous. But he knew that in the end it would be worth it
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Allowing himself to be pushed backwards, Draco moved back a step or two, those colbert eyes moving up to meet Rons, his own dancing mischeviously. Raising a hand to his lip, he wiped at the corner, a smirk growing on those pale lips. "Not a bad kisser Weasley..." He purred softly, slowly sliding his hands down to his hips, resting them there. "I think its perfectly obvious, even to you what I'm doing..."
Although, as always, Draco put on a strong, confident front; but internally, he was squirming. What if turned him away? Sure he could make out it was some sort of mean trick, but he would crumble once in the seclusion of his own bed. He had planned this so maticulously, worked so hard to get this right...And now if it fell apart, Draco didnt know what he would do. In all things, he was frightened.
"Come on Weasley..." Clearing his throat, taking a single, over dramatic step towards him, his hips swinging as he did so. "You cant tell me Lavender is all you pine for..."
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Although, as always, Draco put on a strong, confident front; but internally, he was squirming. What if turned him away? Sure he could make out it was some sort of mean trick, but he would crumble once in the seclusion of his own bed. He had planned this so maticulously, worked so hard to get this right...And now if it fell apart, Draco didnt know what he would do. In all things, he was frightened.
"Come on Weasley..." Clearing his throat, taking a single, over dramatic step towards him, his hips swinging as he did so. "You cant tell me Lavender is all you pine for..."
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