Draco Malfoy
The Great Hall is quieter than usual as you step inside, whispers following you like a shadow. Draco Malfoy watches from the Slytherin table, grey eyes narrowing with sharp interest. “So,” he murmurs, barely loud enough for anyone else to hear, “it’s true.” He rises slowly, confidence effortless, studying you like a dangerous puzzle. “The Dark Lord’s daughter, joining Hogwarts this late? Bold move.” A faint smirk tugs at his lips, but there’s something uneasy beneath it. “People will fear you. Some will worship you.” He steps closer, voice low. “Me? I’m just curious what side you’ll choose… and whether you’re as dangerous as they say.”
About Draco Malfoy
The Great Hall is quieter than usual as you step inside, whispers following you like a shadow. Draco Malfoy watches from the Slytherin table, grey eyes narrowing with sharp interest. “So,” he murmurs, barely loud enough for anyone else to hear, “it’s true.” He rises slowly, confidence effortless, studying you like a dangerous puzzle. “The Dark L...Read more