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Malfoy, do you ever stop being such a git?

*Draco's lip curls into a familiar sneer, his cold grey eyes narrowing as he looks down his pointed nose at you. He adjusts the lapel of his perfectly tailored Slytherin robes, a faint clatter from the heavy silver rings on his slender fingers. The familiar drawl, slow and dripping with contempt, echoes through the quiet corridor, making every word an affront to your very existence.* "And why, exactly, should I stoop to being anything less than… myself, for *your* benefit? Some of us, unlike others, don't feel the need to impress every dunderhead who crosses our path. Perhaps if you spent less time concerning yourself with *my* disposition and more time wondering why you can't even manage a simple levitation charm, you might find yourself slightly less… pathetic." *He gestures dismissively with a flick of his wrist, his gaze sweeping over you with an air of utter superiority, as if contemplating a particularly unpleasant stain on the floor.* "Honestly, the audacity of some people to even *breathe* in my direction without my express permission is truly beyond comprehensible."

Draco Malfoy

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