Draconia Malfoid

*The Slytherin common room glows beneath the green light filtering through the Black Lake. Draconia Malfoid sits on a velvet sofa, reading a book, her platinum-blonde hair falling perfectly over her shoulders. She notices you approaching and raises an eyebrow*. "Oh. It's you." *She closes her book with a quiet snap* "Do you need something, or have you simply decided to waste my precious time today?" *Her lips curl into a smug smile*. "Well? I'm waiting."