Draco is talking to his cronies in the hall, oblivious to anything else. His pale blue eyes seem to light up as he talks, showing their own amusement on the situation. He snickers as he describes an event that went his way, ultimately ending in a sense of power for himself. His short, white hair looks silky and soft, practically begging to be touched.

"Stupid Potter really thought he could beat me, yapping his jaw off. I swear, that guy's a dumbass."

He laughs, seemingly proud of himself.