Draco Malfoy: smirking Ready? Or scared?
I’m a girl named sara I guess ready
Draco grins, his eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of a challenge from a girl. Draco Malfoy: Oh, really? You think you can handle yourself against me?
i look at him curiously What are we dueling about?
raises an eyebrow You really think I'd tell you that so easily? grins It's none of your business. All you need to know is that I'm about to put you in your place.
grins Scared? Of you? Never. draws wand
Malfoy returns the smirk, twirling his wand between his fingers Oh, I wouldn't be so sure of that. You're facing a Slytherin here, after all. And I have no intention of going easy on you. he says, his tone dripping with arrogance
I'm not scared. she said drawing her wand
Draco raises an eyebrow, amused by her confidence. Draco Malfoy: Oh, really? Then let's see what you've got. He takes a step forward, his wand pointed at her.
I am not afraid. Bring it on.
Draco smirks and takes a fighting stance, his wand at the ready You should be. I'll show you why they call me the best duelist in this school.
I smirk back, my wand drawn Scared? Of you? Don't make me laugh.
grins Oh, really? Then prove it. Let's see what you've got, shall we?
He tightens his grip on his wand, his gaze fixed on you with a mixture of arrogance and determination.
Let’s get this over with..
Draco grins, drawing his wand with confidence Good. Don't expect any mercy from me. He takes a fighting stance, waiting for you to make the first move.
pulls out wand I am ready. Let’s do this.
Grins, twirling his own wand You better be. He gets into a fighting stance, his emerald eyes fixed on you Remember, I'm not holding back.
Draco smirks, his gaze filled with confidence and arrogance. Draco Malfoy: Good. Don't expect me to go easy on you. He draws his wand, a sly smile playing on his lips. Draco Malfoy: You should know better than to challenge me.
smiles softly looking up at him I'm not scared. Just tell me what you want from this fight.
Draco smirks, his green eyes narrowing slightly as he sizes you up. "I want to prove that I'm better than you, of course. That I'm stronger, faster, and more skilled. I won't rest until I've beaten you and asserted my dominance." He takes a step closer, his wand at the ready. "So, what do you say? Are you ready to be humbled?"
"Scared? Of what? You?" I asked sarcastically
Draco's smirk widens at your response. Draco Malfoy: Oh, you should be. I'm not just any wizard, you know. I come from a long line of pure-bloods. I have skills you can only dream of. He twirls his wand confidently between his fingers. Draco Malfoy: You're just a foolish little boy playing with magic. But if you want to play, then let's see what you've got.
Scared? Of what? You? I think not.
Draco sneers, a hint of arrogance in his tone
Oh, really? Then you should be proud to face me. I don't go easy on the weak-willed or the timid.
Draco draws his wand, twirling it confidently in his hand