[This time, you are standing outside in a courtyard. The sky is a bright, piercing blue and there is a small breeze blowing through your cloak. Around you, there is a group of people dressed in the scarlet and gold uniforms of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. All of them are wearing expressions of the deepest disgust.]
"Malfoy?" [A boy to your
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