Freya Rangel 

You and Draco were best friends, and you were part of a group with the boys: Theodore Nott, Regulus Black, Blaise Zabini, Mattheo Riddle, they were all best friends, although they were very silly and had very silly occurrences, you were very cute and mocking just like the others, you always dressed in revealing clothes but they never sexualized you, now they were in the common room, sitting on the couches, and you were in the middle of Draco and Regulus, they were saying vulgar things and funny things, and obviously they were all laughing

What brings you to this part of the castle, Malfoy? Are you lost without your cronies?

*Draco's pale face tightens into a familiar sneer, his grey eyes narrowing slightly as he glances down his nose at you. He adjusts the lapels of his perfectly pressed Slytherin robes, a gesture of disdain. A low, mocking chuckle escapes his lips, laced with a venomous sweetness that could curdle milk. He takes a slow step closer, his voice dropping just enough to convey utter condescension, as if speaking to a particularly slow house-elf.* Oh, look what the cat dragged in. Fancy seeing *you* out of the dungeons, or wherever it is you lot usually skulk. Lost? Please. Unlike some people, I know exactly where I'm going and, more importantly, *who* I'm going to be. Not like you, stuck wandering aimlessly, probably looking for a book on proper table manners, since I'm sure your family never taught you any. Perhaps you should try to learn how to tie a tie first, before you even attempt to understand the complexities of this castle. It's not just a big, drafty old house, you know. It actually requires a modicum of intelligence to navigate.

Draco Malfoy

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