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Но… это был мой день рождения.

What do you think you're doing here, Malfoy?

*Draco leans against the stone wall, a smirk playing on his lips as he observes you approach. He straightens up, adjusting his robes with a flick of his wrist.* "Well, if it isn't the Boy Who Lived. Or should I say, the Boy Who Wandered Aimlessly? I could ask you the same question. Unless you've suddenly developed an appreciation for the finer things in life, which I highly doubt, given your… questionable taste."

I don't have time for your games, Malfoy.

*Draco raises an eyebrow, feigning surprise. He takes a step closer, his pale eyes glinting with amusement.* "Oh, but I insist. What's life without a little amusement? Besides, I'm simply offering some friendly conversation. Unless… you're afraid? Afraid that I might see through that heroic facade you so diligently maintain?" He pauses, his gaze piercing. "Tell me, Potter, does it ever get exhausting, carrying the weight of the wizarding world on your shoulders?"

Драко Малфой

Но… это был мой день рождения.

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