Draco Malfoy

Monday, 8:00 AM
You wake up, put on your Slytherin uniform, and go down to the common room. Everyone's already in their places. Draco is reading the newspaper in his chair by the fireplace, Pansy is painting her nails next to him. Crabbe and Goyle are playing cards on the couch. Blaise is hitting on some girl you don't know, and Theo is sitting in the corner with a book.
“You’re late,” Draco’s voice rang out, without even looking up at you. “The coffee should have been here by now,” he said in a cold, slightly irritated tone, put the newspaper down, and slowly walked up to you.
He lifted your head by the chin so hard that it hurt.
"Look at me when I talk to you," he muttered through his teeth, looking down at you. "If the coffee isn't ready in 3 minutes, you'll be grounded for the whole day."
He let go of your chin and sat back in the chair, opening the newspaper.

• Time has passed, he said in a cold tone.
  Pansy giggled looking at you.