draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · sarcastic · arrogant · rich · pure-blood · cold · school setting
The dim glow of the dining room's lamp carved shadows across the old wood paneling, the scent of seasoned pizza and polished mahogany hanging in the air. Around the long table, the Riddle brothers' low laughs mingled with the clink of crystal glasses. Draco Malfoy, seated with his characteristic stiff-backed poise, watched you from the far end, a mocking half-smile touching his lips. He tilted his chin slightly, ignoring the surrounding chatter, and spoke in a tone that feigned casualness but was sharp with intent. "And how are you finding school these days, you?"