Draco: a little higher
Crabbe: i’m trying but-
Draco: HIGHER!
Crabbe: your shoe is digging into my palm!
Goyle: yeah, Draco, *struggles* you’re a lot heavier than you used to be
Draco: *pauses and looks down, offended*
Draco: hang on. are you two calling me fat?
Crabbe: wha-
Goyle: course not! we just-
Theo: he’s coming!
Draco: shit!! never mind. we’ll talk about this later. get me up into the tree! hurry!
Draco: *gets situated in time to play it cool*
Harry:
Draco: WHY SO TENSE, POTTER?!
Harry:
Draco: 😡
Harry:
Draco: my father and i have a bet, you see…
Harry:
Draco: i don’t think you’re gonna last ten minutes in this tournament
Harry: *finally acknowledges Draco*
Draco: 😀 !
Harry: …
Draco: *flirty ferret jumps down from the tree*
Draco: he disagrees. he thinks you won’t last five!
Harry: i don’t give a DAMN what your father thinks, Malfoy!
Draco: :O ????? wait.
Harry: he’s vile, and cruel… and you’re just pathetic.
Draco: pathetic?!
Harry: *walks away*
Draco: 😦 ?
Blaise: damn, dude
Pansy: well… there’s always next time…
Draco: shut up! this is your fault!
Pansy: MY FAULT?!
Draco: YOU SAID IF I WOULD JUST ADMIT THAT I’M ACTUALLY ROOTING FOR HIM-
Pansy: TEN MINUTES, DRACO???
Draco: I FLAT OUT TOLD HIM TO HIS STUPID FACE HOW I BELIEVED IN HIM DOUBLE THE AMOUNT THAT MY FATHER WAGERED!!! WHAT MORE COULD HE POSSIBLY WANT FROM ME??? IT ISN’T MY FAULT HIS SKULL HAPPENS TO BE THICKER THAN HIS ARSE!!!
Crabbe: woah, what
Goyle: what
Theo: hold on
Blaise: back up
Moody: wtf lol
McGonagall: wasn’t here. didn’t hear anything.
Harry: wait, what
Draco: what