Date: 2008-02-16 07:26 am (UTC)
Actually he had locked up humans. Other wizards even. Not that he all together wanted to. He was under orders at the time.

Draco seemed rather calm, cold. Even though his hands were faintly shaking.

He asked, his tone of voice breaking slightly, giving away how he was affected by this.

"Despise me? For something that's part of my background, my culture? This is who I am. If you don't like it, why did you bother saying yes?"

His face then twisted into a sneer, "Fine. Enjoy the sodding food, the doves, the sparkling pink bubble bath. Don't know why I bother with such trouble if it's not going to be appreciated." He then turned around to leave.

Turning into a fox since simpler thought processes would be easier to deal with right now.
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