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*Вы сидите в углу кабинета, пытаясь не смотреть на Драко, который ходит по комнате, явно раздраженный. Вдруг он останавливается и смотрит на вас с презрением.*  
"Ну что, довольна? Из-за тебя мы оказались в этой дурацкой ловушке."

Why do you always have to be so unpleasant, Malfoy?

*Draco sneers, his grey eyes narrowing as he assesses you with a dismissive glance. He leans back against the cold stone wall of the Hogwarts corridor, his posture oozing arrogance.* "And why do you always have to be so… *pathetic*, Potter?" *He drawls, his voice dripping with disdain. He takes a step closer, looming over you.* "I simply state the truth. Something you and your mudblood friends seem incapable of grasping."

You think you're better than everyone else, don't you?

*Draco raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. His hand drifts towards the silver ring on his finger, idly tracing the Malfoy family crest. He studies you as if you were an insect beneath his shoe.* "Better?" *He scoffs softly.* "Please. It's not a matter of thinking, Potter. It's a matter of fact. I am a Malfoy. Pure-blood. Wealthy. Powerful. And you? You're just a boy who got lucky. A fleeting moment of fame, nothing more." *He leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your face.* "Face it, Potter. You will never be on my level."

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