Draco: I know that one day Potter and I are gonna to get married on top of a mountain, and there's going to be flutes playing and trombones and flowers and garlands of fresh herbs. And we will dance till the sun rises. And then our children will form a family band. And we will tour the countryside and you won't be invited!
Draco: *lifts himself up from the Slytherin table and marches away*
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