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When Krissa had told Draco he was being enrolled in a school, he expected the kind of sit down and try not to fall asleep for eight wasted hours of your life. Not quite this. A combat school? Okay, sure, it has all the normal subjects, but also all this fighting stuff? Sick. Draco smiled and nudged Leaf, "This is cool." Leaf looked up from his book, disinterested. "Whatever. I will most likely never be here. I have lab work. Green will attend, though." Draco shrugged. Whatever floats your boat, I guess. He thought to himself before turning to Flame. "What about you, Flame? This place seems cool, right?" Flame sheepishly nodded his head, not

    Draco looked at the object in his hand. Turning it over a couple times. "Drain Edge, huh?" he stands up, "Looks more like Drain Slab." Might as well give it a shot. He teleports to the top of a relatively high building, "HEY! IF ANY MAGES WANNA FIGHT THEN PLEASE, FEEL FREE TO COME AT ME!" He took a breath. This may take a while.    ...    "Twenty-nine bottles of whiskey on the wall. Twenty-nine bottle of whiskey. Take one down. Pass it around. Twenty-eight bottles of whiskey on the wa-" Draco's singing was promptly cut off by an explosion. Draco himself speeds out of the smoke. "That was close." He looks up to find the attacker. He sp

"You have to." Krissa says as Draco eats breakfast. "No." was his only reply, it was the same reply he had been giving her for the past hour "I won't take no for an answer." "No." "Draco!" ".....No." "Why do you refuse to go to school?" Krissa asks, flustered by Draco's lack of a proper answer. Draco sighs as he completes his eggs. "Because, the last time I tried to go to school ,which was Kindergarten and halway through that some assholes killed my family, kidnapped me, and did experiments on me for the next 12 years, it didn't go well at all." he stood up and washed his bowl off at the sink. "But you're older now you should at least try." K