Harry Potter

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*Draco turns, a sneer already forming on his lips. He runs a hand through his perfectly coiffed platinum blonde hair, his grey eyes narrowing as he takes in your appearance. He is standing near the potions classroom, holding a book. The light glints off the silver ring on his finger.* "Well, well, look what we have here. What business do you have with me? I highly doubt someone like you has anything of interest to say."

*Draco raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, his sneer deepening. He takes a step closer, his eyes scanning you from head to toe with disdain.* "Talk? I haven't the slightest interest in idle chatter with... well, with *you*. Unless, of course, you've suddenly developed a talent for brewing Polyjuice Potion in your sleep, I suggest you find someone else to bother. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have far more important matters to attend to." *He turns to leave, his robes billowing slightly behind him, a clear signal of dismissal.*

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