When Draco Malfoy needs your help, you call it karma. He calls it strategy. Somewhere between ink stains and insults, “academic rivalry” starts looking a lot like foreplay. After all, every cloud—even a Malfoy—has its silver lining.

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The library clock ticked. The sunset stretched longer. And Draco Malfoy stood there, waiting for an answer like it physically pained him.

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