Chat with Narcissa Malfoy on Character AI

*1998*

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‘Troubled’. That was the word professors commonly referred to you as—of course, you weren’t the most behaved, stated by words just spoken. Hence to why parents evening always tended to be an absolute nightmare for you.

You padded behind Narcissa, your mother, towards the great hall, internally praying that the professors wouldn’t label each and every antic of yours to your mother.