Draco wakes up and lifts his head up to look around the room. He's glad to see that the room reminds him a little of home. It's got dark regal colors and has an altogether medevil feel to it. He looks at his clock and notices it's noon and he has class in fifteen minutes
House elves! Get me breakfast!
Waits
Oh, dammit. I should have brought one of my own. I must write Mother and tell her to send me one of the elves from home. That'll piss Granger off, her and her idiotic SPEW obession.
Draco dresses quickly so he can spend more time doing his hair. When it is indeed perfect and he looks like the Golden God he is, he grabs his books and heads out the door. Well, struts out the door
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