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“Blood is everything, Longbottom. I wouldn’t expect a Muggle-lover like you to appreciate the pure blood running through your veins, but maybe I can teach you.”


“Malfoy, let me go.”


“Why must you deny your heritage?” Draco asked as he twisted the knife deeper, watching the blood flow from the wound. Moving the blade over his hand, he showed the frightened boy beneath him his bloody palm. “We have the same blood, you and I. Pure blood stands above all else. Why do you betray your kind for that worthless half-blood and his Mudblood whore?”


“Let me go. Please.”


Draco slowly smiled, the light from the candles illuminating the madness in his pale gray eyes. Licking the bloody blade, he whispered, “I think not.”

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