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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]" And you suddenly have a problem with it ... why? " Malfoy asked in a pointed tone as he glanced up from his book, having heard the kitsune's growl from his position a few metres away. He didn't have a problem with his sex, himself — he wondered why Moongleam had suddenly decided that her biological gender was the worst thing in the world.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco watched him impassively, before nodding his head once. Well, yes, that was true, but he found it difficult to believe that any wizard could feel safe without a wand at their side. Neville, perhaps, was an air headed exception, but ...


    He looked back at Longbottom as he continued, and motioned for the letter. " Gods, Longbottom. You don't write anything like that! If I were you, I'd just tell her where I was and that I was happy where I was, and that I thought it was time to make my own way in life, blah blah blah, all that drivel. Maybe put a ' Love Neville ' on the end and a stupid kiss, or whatever. " eugh. He'd never write letters like that back home, but this was Longbottom.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]" Then let her be. Stop caring about what an old woman thinks of you. " Draco responded disdainfully, sniffing contemptuously. " Do you think that she'll matter in a few months? There's no point in worrying about her getting offended over nothing. " and that was true; there was no need. He didn't see the point in Longbottom worrying about his Grandma.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco shifted his paws as the typical surname was spoken, more scornful than anything, now. He still accepted it, though, because Potter had used it, and the Weasel had used it, and Granger had used it, and Longbottom used it, and he didn't really have a choice, any more. It was a good way of seeing who liked him and who didn't, though — if they used his forename, they liked him, surname, they didn't, and if they ever used his middle name? It was a betrayal of his trust.


    " What is it? " he asked, glancing over at Neville again.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Well, that was ... unexpected.


    Malfoy hadn't expected that, but he didn't let the surprise register. He reached for his wand again, rather, fitting his claws into the grips and looking at Longbottom patiently. " Give me one reason why I should, Longbotom, " he replied quietly, gently. If there was a good enough reason, then he likely would — not that he knew this at the time. Fan did, because they were omniscient. Draco was haughty until it came to certain triggers, and the simple plea was enough to draw his attention.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco was not the best wizard in anybody's books. He would have laughed at that, most likely.


    " ' They '? ... I suppose that's a good enough reason. There are enough things to bully you for, never mind your incompetence at all things magical. Alright, I can teach you, but you need a wand. Which you seem to have lost, you moron. "


    He'd only thrown the insult in to balance it out. He didn't want to be too soft.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt](sure! we could have another thread or just timeskip, idm )
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco didn't like the cold all that much, but was out in it anyway, if only because it meant he was out of camp. The stark male blended in with the snow, and as most of his cuts and bruises were covered by white bandages, he was pretty well camouflaged, for the most part, save for any bruises on his face and his vibrant blue eyes.


    He heard the sound of large paws coming to a halt, followed by the sound of a large body settling down, and Draco followed the scent all the way to the behemoth that was Ivan, blinking up at him for a moment. " Name and business? " he asked in a way that made the phrase sound more like a what do you want? than a patient drone.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco didn't know if he'd ever met this female, but he didn't particularly care. The male studied her unfamiliar face as he came into the vicinity, snorting once. She'd dragged herself back, had she? " Who are you? " he decided to ask, voice still hoarse from being choked ... and choked ... and choked.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco had promised to assist Neville with magic so long as the male could find his wand, though had not volunteered to help with that; the birdlike male knew that he had to pass the time, though, and as he had few options, rather than patrolling the border, he decided to read again, having dug out an old book on genetics. It wasn't his expertise, but it was better than nothing, and Malfoy took a liking to the tome and its contents. Thus, the injured male would be found in camp, reading a book on a subject he'd never been interested in, in hopes of cultivating a new interest whilst secretly waiting for Neville.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]i like all music
    atm im really into crywank and alt-j, but heavy rock, screamo, general rock, alternative, pop, electro, you name it
    i also like the last shadow puppets, franz ferdinand & queens of the stone age
    then there's mcr, bfmv, bmth, bvb, fob (shrieks), p!atd, tøp, bands like that
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]literally screams bc we like the same things


    im not big on vocaloid, but some is good
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco noticed, though. He was only ever called his forename by those who liked him, and it confused him to hear it leave Longbottom's lips.


    " So you aren't completely incompetent, Longbottom. Having your wand is certainly a start. " he begins, before reaching into his bandages and producing his own. " Alright. What do you already know, and what do you want to know? " he hoped they'd get to duel. He really wanted to expelliarmus Neville's weapon.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco twitches his wand absently. " Come on, then. Show me how ' good ' you are with your wand. " and again with the suggestiveness. It was just part of his speech, now. It didn't even mean anything.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco didn't dodge.


    He could've, with some pained difficulty, but the stark feline chose not to, resisting the urge to leap out of the way and rather watching, indifferently, as Longbottom shouted at him. It was a very nice shout, as well. Malfoy wondered if you got points for effort, because that had been a sign of real determination.


    Hmm. His eyes darted up as there was a tug on his wand and he released it, expression still deadpan, watching as it clattered to the ground behind him. He stared at it for a moment, then flicked his wrist; it rolled back towards him, and he scooped it up.


    " Not bad, Longbottom, " he conceded, quietly. " So. Any specific spells you need to learn? Anything you're interested in? "
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]im not a big fan of the ones with filling,,
    i like waffles though
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Draco's pelt was short, but oddly enough, he'd grown so accustomed to BlizzardClan's temperatures that he no longer felt the chill as badly as those unused to it would. Plus, the bandages did offer an extra layer, as did the Slytherin scarf he currently wore, quietly still pledging his allegiance to his house. The male was out near the border even against his better judgement (was he suicidal, hobbling about like this? Probably, but he'd never say so), and it was here that he spotted Sunrise, looking startled by the extreme temperatures.


    Well, this was BlizzardClan, and it was winter. Sharp blue eyes raked the female disdainfully, and Draco sniffed, but his words were not biting. In fact, they were remarkably subdued, voice still hoarse from the beating he'd sustained. " Name and business? "
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