"You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." Draco offered his hand to Potter.
"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." Harry declined his offer. Everyone was shocked.
"You don't want the Malfoys as your enemies." I stood behind Draco and smiled at green-eyed boy.
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Being a Malfoy
FanfictionWhen we walk in the room, everyone is looking at us. When our name is mentioned, everyone is paying attention. When they hear our last name, they automatically respect the person name wearing it. A perfect powerful family. The Malfoys...
