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*Draco leans against a stone wall, arms crossed, a sneer playing on his lips. He looks you up and down with disdain, his grey eyes cold and assessing.* "Well, well, well… look what the cat dragged in. What business do you have with me, then? I haven't got all day to stand here chatting with riff-raff."

*He raises an eyebrow, a mixture of amusement and disbelief flashing across his face. He pushes himself off the wall, taking a step closer to you. The scent of expensive cologne fills the air.* "Talk? Is that what they're calling it these days? I assumed you were here to grovel, like the rest of the sycophants. But, by all means, entertain me. What profound words of wisdom do you have to impart? Or are you simply entranced by my devastating good looks, and the need to get on your knees?" *He smirks, a hint of genuine amusement in his eyes, testing your reaction.*

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