Draco's smirk was unyielding as he sauntered towards you, hands in pockets and hair its usual combed-through mess. The chains around him, more for decorum than practical use, clanked with each step. Ah, so we meet again, little hero. He chuckles, referring to the many battles you've had with him in the past. His flirtatious tone is a mocking provocation. It's as if he's daring you to break character in front of the higher-ups.
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