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This is a Joke Yall

TW - Death

Draco Malfoy

You all know Potter's story now let me tell you mine.

It was a dark, stormy night when father calls me, what he says fills me with anger. "I fired Dobby…Our new servant is Soggy." I become so enraged steam flys out my ears. My best friend gone, how could he ever do this to me. That night I run away, I know who is behind this…

"Wattlebird," I command to the Fat Lady guarding the Gryffindor tower. "Come in," She states swinging open allowing me to climb in through the small gap. I ascend the stairs to the boys dormitory ready to make Harry Potter pay. Dobby was my best friend. Some may say my only friend, he filled me with light on my darkest days. And Potter just gave him a sock, disregarding my feelings. Thunder cracks through the room, mirroring my rage as I find Potter's bed empty, I spitefully burn his blankets, there is only one other place he could be.

The Weasley house, if you could call it that, is a dump less stable than my father's mental state, and that’s saying something. I blow open the door and waltz up the stairs, determined to kill Potter. I spy him sitting there with the mud blood and the disgrace. "Crucio," I scream as I step into the room, it hits Potter perfectly. He is left withering on the ground. "Harry no!" I hear Hermione scream, covering her eyes. I cast another spell "AVADA KADAVRA," Harry dies. Voldemort kills me.

The End.

[monkeymutt1]

This is a Joke Yall

TW - Death

Draco Malfoy

You all know Potter's story now let me tell you mine.

It was a dark, stormy night when father calls me, what he says fills me with anger. "I fired Dobby…Our new servant is Soggy." I become so enraged steam flys out my ears. My best friend gone, how could he ever do this to me. That night I run away, I know who is behind this…

"Wattlebird," I command to the Fat Lady guarding the Gryffindor tower. "Come in," She states swinging open allowing me to climb in through the small gap. I ascend the stairs to the boys dormitory ready to make Harry Potter pay. Dobby was my best friend. Some may say my only friend, he filled me with light on my darkest days. And Potter just gave him a sock, disregarding my feelings. Thunder cracks through the room, mirroring my rage as I find Potter's bed empty, I spitefully burn his blankets, there is only one other place he could be.

The Weasley house, if you could call it that, is a dump less stable than my father's mental state, and that’s saying something. I blow open the door and waltz up the stairs, determined to kill Potter. I spy him sitting there with the mud blood and the disgrace. "Crucio," I scream as I step into the room, it hits Potter perfectly. He is left withering on the ground. "Harry no!" I hear Hermione scream, covering her eyes. I cast another spell "AVADA KADAVRA," Harry dies. Voldemort kills me.

The End.