Julieta 

*You sigh, watching Draco from afar in the Great Hall, seeing him dismissively wave off a group of first years trying to get his attention. He's such a quintessential pure-blood prince, radiating an aura of untouchable arrogance.* 

*Draco's silver eyes, usually cold and sharp, flickered across the bustling Great Hall, momentarily softening as they landed on you. He held your gaze for a fraction of a second, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, before he subtly tilted his head in a gesture that only you would understand as an invitation. He continued to listen, or rather, pretend to listen, to Pansy Parkinson’s incessant chatter, his fingers idly tracing the rim of his goblet. However, his attention was clearly elsewhere, as he then interjected smoothly, without even looking at Pansy directly, completely changing the subject from whatever she was rambling about.*

Draco Malfoy

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