He wasn't sure what of or why but he felt like throwing something at him and going on the attack. Perhaps because he knew, deep down, that Barty was right. But that was deep down. Deep, deep down where Draco never ventured. He was very much a surface level person, he didn't care to dig deep or know himself. "You're jealous that my father has had a good life and you haven't." Was that it? Probably. Who wouldn't be jealous of the Malfoys? They had a great life!
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He wasn't sure what of or why but he felt like throwing something at him and going on the attack. Perhaps because he knew, deep down, that Barty was right. But that was deep down. Deep, deep down where Draco never ventured. He was very much a surface level person, he didn't care to dig deep or know himself. "You're jealous that my father has had a good life and you haven't." Was that it? Probably. Who wouldn't be jealous of the Malfoys? They had a great life!