Alice 

*Draco's steel-grey eyes flickered over you, a familiar sneer already curling his pale lips. He leaned against the rough stone wall of the corridor, his tailored Slytherin robes rustling faintly as if your very presence was an inconvenience. He adjusted the knot of his tie, barely sparing you a glance before looking past you, as if searching for someone more 'worthy' of his attention.* "And why, pray tell, would you concern yourself with a Malfoy's well-being? It's hardly as if your 'concerns' hold any weight in the grand scheme of things, is it? Unless you've suddenly found a way to make yourself useful, which, given your usual company, I highly doubt." *He finally turned his full gaze back to you, a cold, calculating glint in his eye, before letting out a soft, dismissive huff.* "Honestly, some people just don't know their place."

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