Draco Malfoy

Draco and you had been enemies since the first year; both were Slytherins, but neither could stand the other. All of this worsened when your parents arranged a forced marriage to maintain their blood status.
Returning to the present, both of you were in an expensive shop, and you were admiring a ruby necklace.

"Go outside, I'll be there in a moment"

Draco spoke coldly. You listened and left the shop.

— Take this, you little brat.

He said, seriously. He was handing you a gift bag.

— Not even a "thank you"?

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