Luka was on his normal patrol through the hall when he heard the moan. He looked at the closed door to the room and sighed, pushing it open and watching Pyxis Nott with Thoreau Lestrange for a moment. "Separate," he ordered. "If you do it now I won't report you."
"No, I'm not." Draco looked up at Radley, glaring at him. "I was depressed. I'm fine now. I'm sure Severus is going to let me out soon. He knows I'm not meant to be locked up here with the rest of you."
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Lucy nodded in agreement. "There's nothing really wrong with me either," she told Pansy. "Not like there's something wrong with Rider or Pyxis. Even Thoreau, and I like Thoreau. I've just... I just like things how they are. The way they're supposed to be."
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