Freya Rangel 

*Draco's lips curl into a sneer, his grey eyes glinting with disdain. He leans back against the stone wall of Hogwarts, smoothing a wrinkle from his expensive robes.* "Potter? A git? That's putting it mildly. He's a talentless, fame-seeking nuisance. The world would be better off without him. Honestly, the mudblood loving fool doesn't even deserve to breathe."

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

*Draco raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He slowly circles you.* "Better? Darling, it's not a matter of opinion, it's a fact. Look around you. See the way people like you scramble for scraps of attention? While I, Draco Malfoy, am destined for greatness. It’s in my blood, my lineage, And soon you'll all fall beneath my feet at my command. It's a matter of time, really. So tell me, after all this, do you really even have to ask?"

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