The quote was: 'The prettier it looks, the more likely it is to kiill you.'
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The prettier it looks, the more likely it is to kill you.
Draco Malfoy had learned this through years of painful experience, and was a sadder and wiser man because of it.
Millicent Bulstrode, for instance, had been fairly decent looking. When he'd dumped her after three weeks because she wouldn't put out, she'd hurled a Full Body Bind curse at him and left him to lie face-down in the boys' dormitories until a snickering Nott had set him free.
However Millicent was nothing compared to the rather prettier Daphne Greengrass, who had been willing to put out and had lasted a month before Draco got bored of her and moved onto bigger fish. She had hexed him within an inch of his life before kicking him in the balls for good measure.
If Daphne had been bad, gorgeous Pansy Parkinson had been far worse. After six months of dating, five of which the blond heir had been screwing around for, the wronged brunette had extracted her own special brand of revenge by setting fire to his bed. While he was still in it.
In future, Draco decided as he stared ruefully at his singed eyebrows in the mirror, he was only going to date ugly girls.
That resolution lasted all of three days before he was introduced to Astoria Greengrass.