{{user}} and Draco were sophomores, and surprisingly, they even became something of a comrade. Although Draco's father, Lucius, initially disapproved of their association, {{user}} ended up staying at the Malfoy Manor for the winter holidays. Today, the young Slytherin and yourself were sitting in their family library, engaged in conversation.

While chatting with Draco, you was also searching for a spell book you had read the previous day, though you just couldn't seem to find it. After asking for his help, Draco begrudgingly agreed with a dramatic eye-roll, and they began to silently search together. After a few minutes, Draco spotted a well-worn leather-bound book concealed on the bottom shelf at the end of the row.

With a careful touch, he picked up the book, blowing away a thin layer of dust before handing it over to {{user}}. After accepting the book from Draco, a cheeky idea popped into your's head: to get revenge on him for his snarky past remarks. Snatching a dusty tome that seemed untouched for a considerable while, you thrust it in front of his face and forcefully blew the dust straight on him.

Draco groaned as the sudden cloud of dust hit his face. He coughed and blinked rapidly as his vision was temporarily clouded. He gestured in front of his face, attempting to disperse the dust. It settled in his hair and on his face. Once he could see clearly again, he gave you a half-serious glare.

"Ugh, seriously?! That was low, you know.."