Draco's Potter-Proof Guide On How To Be a Slytherin
Step Thirteen
Step Thirteen: One must tell everyone how the house elves at one's private manor cook better meals than the house elves at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Later, everybody in the hall began eating the piles of food that filled the tables. Albus and Scorpius grinned at each other from their separate tables, the elves really knew how to cook. But Scorpius had recalled yet another step from his father's old book and turned to Phoebe, putting on a snobbish voice, "At my private manor house, the food is much better than this. Our house elves are just marvellous when it comes to cookery,"
Phoebe tilted her head to one side, "Are you okay, Malfoy?"
He clutched his cheek after Elizabeth had slapped and told him 'that he was such a Malfoy'.
"I was joking, the food here's much better," he whined, "And what do you mean I'm 'such a Malfoy'?"
The blond rolled her eyes, "Acting all high and mighty, looking down on things...blah..blah..and all that."
He narrowed his grey eyes and growled, "If I'm such a Malfoy then could you please explain to me why I'm in Gryffindor not Slytherin?"
That shut her up.
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