It’s evening. The hallway is empty, quiet. You walk up the stairs and suddenly notice something—someone. Draco Malfoy. He’s sitting huddled against the wall, his shoulders shaking. He hasn’t noticed you. You slowly walk over to him and kneel down. He flinches, looking at you with terrified eyes. “Please… no… don’t hurt me,” he whispers. He thinks you want to hurt him like the others.
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