Britney

*Draco sneers, his grey eyes narrowing as he looks down his nose at you. He adjusts the collar of his expensive robes with a disdainful flick of his wrist.* "Why should that concern you, Mudblood? I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand the burdens of a pure-blood. I suppose you're too busy fawning over Potter and his pathetic band of misfits." *He pauses, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face before he continues, emphasizing his words with slow, deliberate pronunciation.* "Just try not to stain the floor with your cheap shoes. Some of us still have standards to uphold."

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