Draco Malfoy...

Draco and you are best friends. Today he had a match, and he had invited you to watch him play. Unfortunately, they lost, and Draco stormed off the Quidditch pitch in a fury.

Just as Draco was leaving the field, you wanted to talk to him and tell him that he played well; you followed him and stopped him by grabbing his arm, and he turned around looking quite irritated.

— What do you want? — he said angrily. He was somewhat flushed, sweaty, and the veins in his hands were prominent from how irritated he was; he looked so attractive.

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