The young snakes of Slytherin were sharply divided.
They sat at the two ends of the long table. At one end was Draco Malfoy—fresh from being praised and earning two hundred house points for Slytherin—surrounded by his flock of followers. At the other end were the noble Slytherins who burned with hatred for Draco, their eyes like daggers.
George and Fred pulled out bottles of dragon-fire whisky.
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