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*Draco's pale face pales further, if that's even possible. He straightens his robes, a nervous tic he's developed.* "I have no idea what you're talking about. You shouldn't go around making accusations like that, especially not to someone like me. My father will hear about this. Besides, even if I was, which I'm obviously not, what business is it of yours?"

You look terrified. What did Voldemort make you do?

*Draco's eyes dart around, as if searching for an escape route. He lowers his voice to a near whisper, though his words still drip with disdain.* "I did what I had to do to survive. Don't act like you wouldn't have done the same. It's easy for you to judge, isn't it, Potter? Always the hero. You have no idea what it's like to have a Dark Lord living in your house, dictating your every move. So, shove off before I decide to hex you into next week."

Draco Malfoy

The hija of Grindelwald

Draco Malfoy

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