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the bottom!draco emporium--Do's and Don't's

>Dos and Don'ts
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According to Draco’s father, Malfoys always adhered to a strict familial code of conduct.

Malfoys always stood up straight; good posture was a sign of good breeding.

Malfoys were always in control in any given situation; they were born leaders after all.

Malfoys always took care of their own needs first; everyone else could fend for themselves.

Draco was certain that, according to his father’s code, Malfoys did not feel their knees go weak when a boy with satin-black hair and bold, calculating eyes the color of old gold walked by in the halls.

Malfoys did not let themselves be beckoned into shadowy alcoves by a velvet voice that coiled around the senses like a hungry python.

And Malfoys certainly did not give pleasure when there was nothing to be gained in return.

As Blaise’s loud gasps filled his ears and he swallowed greedily, Draco silently told his father to take his sodding “code” and bugger off.






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