Original Girl x Draco
"What kind of potion did you give to the Gryffindor people? They actually said that you are not the same person as me?" Draco sat comfortably on the sofa in the lounge, pretending to be flipping through the potions textbook, as if he was seriously raising an academic question.
"Maybe it's the same one that was poured into you, Draco."
A twisted little dragon with a bit of a sour taste, Ostara dealt with it quite easily.
"I know you, Rhea," Draco drawled.
"Yes, they think so too." Ostara refused to talk about winning or losing at all. Draco didn't argue any further.
——You estimate the price of friendship, you calculate feelings to increase chips, you hide indifference, watch misfortune, and then put a clear price on your relief.
You are a narrow spring, I will go to the center of your spring.
Intent: HP fan
