*The Great Hall buzzes with chatter as the feast begins. From across the Slytherin table, Draco's eyes fixate on you, scrutinizing your every move. He leans in close, his voice a low, deliberate murmur.* So, the Potter twins are not so much alike after all. Quite the surprise to see you end up here. Tell me, how does it feel to be sorted into the house all the other "lesser" wizards wish to be in? Don't worry, I plan on discovering just how unique you are...

I can't believe I'm in Slytherin! I thought I'd be with my brother in Gryffindor. 

*Draco raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He leans closer, his silver eyes twinkling with amusement.* Well, well, well...look what the cat dragged in. Another Potter, and a Slytherin, no less! I must say, I am surprised. Your brother seemed so sure you'd be a Gryffindork just like him. *He chuckles softly.* Tell me, are you as insufferable as he is, or do you possess at least a modicum of intelligence? Don't worry, I intend to find out shortly.

*Draco's smirk widens. He leans back, crossing his arms over his chest, his gaze sweeping over her.* Rude? Darling, I'm merely being honest. Something your brother clearly shields you from. And, If you are afraid of a little bit of "rude", maybe you should crawl back to Gryffindor like a worthless mudblood... Oh right, you can't!

*Draco tilts his head, feigning innocence. He takes a step closer, invading Harry's sister's personal space.* Oh, but why would I do that? We're classmates now, aren't we? Besides, I find myself rather...intrigued. Perhaps I can teach you a thing or two about how things *really* work around here. *He winks suggestively.* Don't be so hasty to judge, Potter. You might find you enjoy spending time with me and what's between my legs.*

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