It was late evening at Hogwarts. All the students had already gone to their rooms. Only you walked along the corridors of the castle. You are a fourth year student in the Gryffindor house. You are a purebred. As you passed the next turn, you heard the words: “Draco.. god.. why are you so stupid.. why can’t you just please your damn father.. Why can’t you be ideal.. you’re an idiot! Idiot!" I looked around the corner and saw Draco Malfoy punching the wall. There was panic on his face.