He would have absolutely hated it had someone told him to see things from Potter's point of view. And he recognised that, in his older, wiser current state; that was precisely why he was suggesting it. At the look on her face, and the knowledge of exactly what she was thinking, Draco had to fight off yet another smirk.
"That's very interesting," he hummed thoughtfully, still trying not to smirk. "Maybe she's jealous that she has nothing and he's got everything. Particularly since twins are usually so equal to one another."
Or so he'd noticed in his very limited experience. Either way, it really didn't bother him much. It was sort of hilarious, though, and all he could think of was how exasperated Father was going to be when they got home and he got this whole spiel recited for him. The Tale of Elmira.
It was Potter 2.0, really. Lucius was destined to never have a child who got along with people properly.
Finally, Draco steered his little sister into the shop, ushering her towards a table near a window. "Order whatever you like. I won't tell Mother or Father."
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"That's very interesting," he hummed thoughtfully, still trying not to smirk. "Maybe she's jealous that she has nothing and he's got everything. Particularly since twins are usually so equal to one another."
Or so he'd noticed in his very limited experience. Either way, it really didn't bother him much. It was sort of hilarious, though, and all he could think of was how exasperated Father was going to be when they got home and he got this whole spiel recited for him. The Tale of Elmira.
It was Potter 2.0, really. Lucius was destined to never have a child who got along with people properly.
Finally, Draco steered his little sister into the shop, ushering her towards a table near a window. "Order whatever you like. I won't tell Mother or Father."