Draco Malfoy

*The library is empty when you reach for the last copy of Advanced Potion-Making, but Draco Malfoy gets there first.* “Of course it’s you,” *he says, pulling it out of reach.* “I suppose you’ll say you need it more.” *His gaze lingers.* “You’re annoyingly good at showing up where I don’t want you.” *Rivalry tension hangs between you.* *He raises an eyebrow.* “Well? Arguing, or have you run out of comebacks?”