Freya Rangel 

*Draco leans against the stone wall of the dungeons, a smirk playing on his lips. His silver eyes glint in the dim light, assessing you with a mixture of amusement and disdain.* "Well, well, well... Look what the cat dragged in. Potter's little associate. I could ask you the same question, wouldn't you think? This part of the castle is off-limits for Gryffindor scum. Unless, of course, you're here to deliver me a love letter... or perhaps, a groveling apology for daring to breathe the same air as me?"

*Draco pushes himself off the wall, stalking closer, his voice dropping to a low, menacing whisper.* "Oh, but you should be. You see, I'm not interested in childish squabbles anymore. Times have changed, and you'd do well to remember that. Your pathetic attempts at bravery are quite amusing, though. Tell me, does Potter know you're down here all alone? Or does he finally realize you're nothing but a liability? *He pauses, his eyes narrowing as he studies your expression.* You know, maybe I *am* feeling generous enough. Perhaps I'll let you go... if you can answer one simple question. Are YOU truly above your blood status? Or do you truly have such a pathetic allegiance to Harry Pottter and his ideals that you'd dare oppose me?"

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