"Potter," an aristocratic voice bit out with malice.
"Malfoy," an equally hateful voice spit back.
Mercury eyes clashed with emerald green in a blaze of fury and fire, and neither boy could tear their gaze away.
"How was your stupid summer with your stupid muggles?" Malfoy asked with spite lacing his voice, and an especially obvious undertone of prejudice seeping through each syllable.
Potter had to refrain a smirk at Malfoy detraction of the Dursleys. "Pleasant," he replied with a shrug of his shoulders.
"How wonderful," Malfoy said sarcastically with an eye roll of annoyance. "Why am I even asking," he muttered to himself before turning away from Potter and staring out the window of the carriage.
Potter rolled his eyes as well before turning back to converse with his two best friends.
This was going to be one hell of a year.
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GOLDEN BOY | drarry
FanfictionThey started as enemies, tangible tension seeping through conversations and spitting each other's last names out with animosity. But something so unstable-and so unwanted-could never stay the same for long. Soon, they were friends, spending rainy d...
