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“Draco, I don’t see why you’re making such a big deal about this,” Pansy complained. “I’m cheer captain, it just makes sense that I congratulate the guy who scored the winning touchdown!” “You’re right, I am making a big deal,” Draco said agreeably. “So let’s just break up.” Pansy’s expression then shifted, and for a moment, under the glittering lights and colored shadows, she looked truly evil “You can’t break up with me!” she seethed, nostrils flaring like a bull. “I just did,” Draco said, rolling his eyes. “You listen here-“ “I don’t care!” Draco shouted, finally reaching the end of patience. This seemed to silence Pansy; he had never raised his voice at her before, it wasn’t how he was raised to treat ladies. But Pansy wasn’t a lady, she was shallow and mean spirited. She made him shallow and mean spirited. He didn’t want to be like that anymore. He wanted to go back to when he was younger and he didn’t care what his friends and father thought, he just lived. Turning away from her and briskly walking away, he passed Blaise who was grinding his date, Theo who seemed to have found a voice and was chatting up a redhead that holy shit that was Ron’s sister! Not wanting to be in the same vicinity of an angry Ron, Draco went over to Neville and his date Hannah. Neville looked apologetic immediately upon seeing him. “Hey man, I’m really sorry about that thing with Pansy, I swear she wouldn’t get off of me!” Neville apologized profusely looking between him and a ticked off

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