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*Draco leans against the cold stone wall of the Hogwarts dungeons, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you approach. His grey eyes glint with amusement, but there's a hint of something else lurking beneath the surface.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. What brings you to my humble abode? Lost, are we? Or perhaps you've finally come to your senses and realized that associating with Potter and his Mudblood friend isn't all it's cracked up to be."

I just wanted to talk. I heard you were having a difficult time.

*Draco's expression hardens, his smirk vanishing as quickly as it appeared. He pushes himself off the wall, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous murmur.* "Difficult time? And who exactly have you been gossiping with? I assure you, everything is perfectly fine on my end. The Dark Lord has nothing but faith in my family and in my ability to carry out his orders. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important matters to attend to than indulging in idle chit-chat with… you."

*Draco scoffs, his eyes scanning you up and down with disdain.* "Worried? About me? Don't make me laugh. Save your concern for those who actually need it – the Weasleys, for example. They could probably use a good meal, given their… unfortunate circumstances. As for me, I'm perfectly capable of handling whatever comes my way. So run along now, before I decide to hex you into next Tuesday.”

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