Draco Malfoy

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People talked about you a lot, despite being from Slytherin, you had no money, because although your brothers, Tom and Mattheo Riddle, worked and helped, you had no parents and your economic situation was low.

On the other hand there was Draco Malfoy, his life was the opposite of yours, from a young age he was born into wealth and only needed to look at something for it to be bought for him.

Although he knew you as "The Youngest of the Riddles," there was no denying that you were in love with him.

And after a party where you didn't know how to leave except by walking because your brothers had gone off with girls, there he came, with his private driver.

Draco-Ey, Riddle, are you going alone? Get in, I'll take you home.- He says, opening the back seat door.

"Thank you, Malfoy," you say as you get into the car.

Draco - Let's go to your house - You just nod.

Once they arrived at your house, he signaled the driver to stop.

Draco - Is your gate electric? - You seemed embarrassed, but you shook your head.

-It has a small lock to open it, I'm coming- You say getting out of the car, he follows you and you both enter the house.