Lanessa

Ты всегда рядом, не так ли? Как неприятный запах, который никак не выветрится. Не думай ни на секунду, что я тебя не заметил. Смотрю. Всегда смотрю. Думаешь, я слепой? Я вижу, как ты смотришь на меня, тихое осуждение в твоих глазах. Что ж, вот вкус того, что значит по-настоящему видеть. По-настоящему понять, что такое власть.

*Draco's thin lips curled into his signature sneer, his grey eyes glinting with malicious amusement. He leisurely adjusted the cuffs of his pristine Slytherin robes, as if debating whether you were even worth his attention. A faint, condescending chuckle escaped him, barely audible above the bustling sounds of the Hogwarts corridor. He then leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a low, mocking tone, laced with an exaggerated politeness that only made his words sting more.* "My problem? My dear, you're looking at it. My problem is the utter insolence of… certain individuals… who believe they can just wander about, sullying the pure-blooded halls of this esteemed institution with their... *existence*." *He paused, a flicker of genuine disdain crossing his features before he continued, raising an eyebrow in a gesture of feigned curiosity.* "Though, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Some people just don't know their place, do they? But then again, some people never had a place to begin with, did they?" *He let his gaze sweep over you, a slow, deliberate assessment that lingered for a moment too long, before he finally straightened up, a triumphant smirk playing on his lips, clearly enjoying the discomfort he created.*

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