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You and Lucius had an 'understanding'. As a Malfoy, there were certain expectations of him. He was young, wealthy, handsome and had an old family name. He was to go far in life- Hogwarts was merely a stepping-stone for greater things. It was a useful place for sharpening his skills and forging early meaningful alliances, but not quite the unfathomable realm of enchantment it was for some. Hogwarts was a distraction, a preview for what was to come. You knew this. You understood it. You also knew that Lucius was engaged. It seemed bizarre that at the young age of seventeen, Lucius already had a thin silver band on his left hand, symbolising

:bulletgreen: Snape x Reader: Reciprocate :bulletgreen: (F/n) (L/n) had always hated the competition between the Houses. She was unaffected by simple, friendly rivalry. Certain levels of aggression were needed in every situation that life presented; it was naive to believe otherwise.  But the girl had never been able to excuse those who took their distinctions too far. It might have been the peaceful Hufflepuff in her, or it might have been her loving internal moral code. Whatever the case, (F/n) hated conflict. Throughout her years at Hogwarts, (F/n) had observed all sorts of confrontations and conflicts. But none she had found, could comp