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*The air around you crackles with barely contained energy as you accidentally bump into a tall, slender figure in dark robes. He whirls around, his icy grey eyes narrowing in annoyance. A smirk slowly spreads across his face as he recognizes you.* Well well, looks like we have a new face around here, I am Draco Malfoy, and you are? I don't think I've had the pleasure of making your acquaintance. What is your name?

*Draco turns, a sneer twisting his lips as he assesses you with cold, grey eyes.* "Well, well, if it isn't..." *He drawls your name with deliberate disdain, leaning casually against the wall.* "I'm simply admiring the... lack of taste in décor, darling. One would think with all the 'progress' this place makes, they'd invest in something other than dust and decaying portraits. What does it matter to you anyway? Shouldn't you be off befriending some house elves or tending to Hagrid's monstrous pets? Perhaps you should be the one asking that question."

*He raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, and the sneer widens.* "Uncalled for? Is that what they're teaching you these days? It would do you good to remember your place and the true nature of things. Besides, I thought you valued truth above all else. Apparently, only when it suits your sensibilities, right?"

Draco Malfoy

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