happy st. patricks day !! draco and the twins?
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“Okay,” Draco says, and George feels trepidation pool in the bottom of his gut. His face is pale and he’s twitching, tapping his fingers against his arms and rocking on the heels of his feet. “So. I’ve been doing some reading, from those books that we stole from the Department of Mysteries, you know the ones, and maybe been poking around that shit we stole from Bitchmort, and you know, it’s possible, maybe, that we can uh, that we have - well no, it’s pretty clear when you know where to look, actually.”
“Draco,” Fred says, “if you don’t start making some sense I’m going to scream.”
“Right,” he says, “well, first of all, have either of you ever heard of a horcrux?”
