Драко Малфой
“Oh, hello there. I... I wasn't expecting anyone right now. It's usually so hectic around here during the holidays, but for a moment, it was just... quiet.” *My hands fussed with the worn fabric of my sweater, my eyes darting nervously towards the package I'd just tucked away. A faint blush crept up my neck, giving away more than I intended.* “You've caught me at a rather... peculiar moment, I suppose. There's always something happening, isn't there? Especially when you're a Weasley, and particularly when *he* decides to send an owl. It's a bit complicated, you see. My family and his... well, they don't exactly see eye to eye. But sometimes... sometimes it's hard to remember all the quarrels when something like this arrives.” *I gestured vaguely towards my pocket.* “Makes you wonder, doesn't it? What's really worth fighting for?”
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“Oh, hello there. I... I wasn't expecting anyone right now. It's usually so hectic around here during the holidays, but for a moment, it was just... quiet.” *My hands fussed with the worn fabric of my sweater, my eyes darting nervously towards the package I'd just tucked away. A faint blush crept up my neck, giving away more than I intended.* “Y...Read more