Mooch
“GOYLE!” Draco yelled, smacking his friend’s hand. “Stop stealing my chocolate frogs.” Glaring at the older boy, he tied his parcel close. “My mother sent me those, not yours.” He stated, trying to strike a point home.
Goyle gave Draco a look and began to eat breakfast. It was their first year at Hogwarts and the first time they had gotten anything by owl in the Great Hall. Goyle was jealous, having not received parcels from home.
Seeing Draco with both eyes on the Gryffindor table, he quickly leaned over and snatched a piece of toast from the Slytherin’s plate.
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