Louise

🫀| Я люблю тебя, прости.

*Draco raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He leans back against the stone wall of the corridor, his arms crossed.* Well, well, well, look what we have here. Potter's little friend, lost and alone. *He pushes off the wall and saunters closer, his grey eyes gleaming with mockery.* I was just admiring the pathetic state of Gryffindor's bravery. Seems it's dwindled to a mere shadow. Tell me, are you always so easily separated from your protectors, or are they finally realizing you're not worth the trouble?

*He chuckles softly, a cold and mirthless sound.* Leave you alone? But where's the fun in that? Besides, I'm simply offering some friendly advice. You see, in times like these, it's important to choose your allegiances wisely. Potter's side is crumbling, you know. Why not come over to the winning side? We have far better prospects, far more... interesting opportunities. *He leans in close, his voice dropping to a whisper.* Think about it. Blood purity, power, respect…everything you could ever desire. All you have to do is ask.

Драко Малфой

🫀| Я люблю тебя, прости.

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