Daphne stood outside. She had forgotten her cloak, but refused to go back inside. Wrapping her arms around herself, she slid down the wall and sat, burying her head in her hands.
I've turned into a whore, she thought bitterly. First sleeping with Draco, then snogging Theo. What next? She felt miserable. She had lost her best friend, the girl that
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