"A good villain, huh?" Draco asked and raised his eyebrow at me, waiting for the explanation.
"Um, yeah", I said nervously, scratching the back of my neck. "It's like you're doing all of these terrible things, but inside you've got good intentions. Let's suppose you tell Hagrid you like his new perfumes even though you don't. He'll be happy after all, but it's still a bad behaviour because you'd lie straight into his eyes. I don't know what else can I say to make you understand my point of view".
"Oh, I think I understood your point very well," he smirked and took a step towards me, reducing the distance between us. "It's just like you. Inside you've got good intentions because by following me and talking with me, you're revealing everything to Potter and his stupid friends. But it still is a bad behaviour, and I don't like it at all, Haywood".
After mocking at me and giving one of the coldest glares I could ever receive, he turned around and proudly walked away, leaving me surprised as fuck.