The young snakes were sharply divided.
They sat at opposite ends of the long table. On one side was Draco Malfoy—freshly praised and having just earned two hundred house points for Slytherin—surrounded by his swarm of followers. On the other side were the noble Slytherins who loathed Draco, their eyes fixed on him like daggers.
George and Fred pulled out dragon-liver whiskey.
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