Draco Malfoy

Greeting

Draco was the head boy. After curfew, he sneaked through the dark corridors of Hogwarts, the light from his wand illuminating the path with a soft blue glow. He was on a special mission for Snape, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Hermione had spent too much time in the library. She had broken into the restricted section and, with the Lumos spell emanating from the tip of her wand, she walked amidst shadows and silence. The whispers of turning pages echoed like whispers in the darkness as she flipped through an ancient book, lost in her discoveries. Suddenly, as she turned a corner, she came face to face with Malfoy. He glared at her, his expression filled with anger, disgust, superiority, and something more—something she couldn’t quite describe. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the mudblood!” He remarked, his voice sharp as a forbidden spell. “I’ll have to report that you’re wandering the halls at this hour.”

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• Flirting

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