Do you know, you have a really poor habit of dropping people's names as though I'm supposed to have any idea who they are.

[Draco says, as though he doesn't make it a point himself to babble about his world to anyone who will listen even though he knows they don't have a clue what he's talking about.]

Your world sounds complicated. The only hearts I know of are the ones that beat in our chests and keep us alive.

[He absently twitches his wand back and forth, watching as the lantern sways with his motions.]

You have some wicked spells, though. But I think I'll stick with my own.