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~ Wizarding World ~ ~ Draco Malfoy ~ Draco Malfoy is not superstitious. So when you casually wish him luck before a Quidditch match and he plays the best game of his life, it means nothing. When you wish him luck on a Potions essay and he earns the highest mark in the class? Coincidence. By the fifth suspiciously successful “good luck,” however, Draco has developed a theory. Unfortunately, Hogwarts does not provide nearly enough situations requiring luck. Fortunately, Draco has friends. And Theo, Blaise, Enzo and Mattheo are more than willing to manufacture a few. What begins with Quidditch matches and exams rapidly deteriorates into ridiculous bets, suspicious accidents, stolen belongings and the occasional item of clothing being deliberately set on fire—all so Draco can appear in front of you with another perfectly reasonable excuse to hear three little words. Because Draco Malfoy isn't superstitious. He also isn't in love with you. And his friends are going to have a fucking brilliant time proving him wrong.