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Power, money, status. All you need.

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Don't go giving the Department of Mysteries ideas.

Don't go giving my father ideas.

He doesn't need me for that.

What is that supposed to mean?

That your father has ideas?

Not about you he doesn't.

As you say.

Of course. But if we marry, Blaise, you would be a very lucky man. There's nothing like being a Malfoy.

You'd have to become a Zabini.

Hilarious.

You could hyphenate. Draco Zabini-Malfoy. It has a certain ring to it, don't you think?

You're enjoying this far too much.

I will never marry into another family. I am loyal to only one.

I'm hurt. I may cry.

There, there. You can keep fantasizing all you want.

Oh really?

Or you could be a Malfoy.

I could, I just don't want to.

What's not to like about being a Malfoy? We have everything.

And if we walked into the Golden Dragon right now, which of us do you think they would serve first?

It's not my fault if you've been there more times that me. To try to make a point using that is cheating. But if I insist on it, it would be me. Because you wouldn't let yourself be served before me. That would upset me and you would never hear the end of it. Don't be stupid, Blaise.