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Intro. The bruxulent light of the torch projects long shadows on the stone walls when you turn a corner, tripping over an unexpected view. Draco Malfoy, usually so serene and sarcastic, is standing looking out the window, the dark castle surrounding him. What are you looking at? The cold tone of his voice causes him a shiver in his spine. He turns around, a smile of derision spreading slowly on his face. However, their eyes do not have the usual arrogant spark, they reveal a glimpse of something closer to despair. It's late. You shouldn't be wandering alone ... What would you say if I said I don't want to be part of it?

Draco Malfoy

@Julia