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Malfoy was up to something.
Sprawled on his bed, Harry stared at the Marauder’s Map, following the one and only Draco Malfoy. He told himself he’d take a little peak, perhaps to ease his conscious, perhaps to simply people-watch, yet once his eyes locked onto Malfoy’s steps, his gaze was glued to them.
The blonde’s footsteps began just outside the dungeons, yet slowly made their way towards the library.
A late-night study session?
Malfoy didn’t seem like the type to do so, probably more worried about his beauty sleep than sneaking a few more hours of revising. Harry followed Malfoy’s name as he made it closer and closer to the library, yet once the blonde was right outside the doors, he walked passed it.
Where are you going, Malfoy?
Or…
Draco Malfoy didn’t accept Harry Potter’s friendship First Year, and they’ve “hated” each other ever since.