Boys. Such infants.

[prefection]

Harry James Potter, I never thought I'd see the day I would compare your temper to Ron's, but apparently I misjudged your grasp on self-control. What were you thinking?! One minute you, Draco and I are walking towards the Great Hall for lunch discussing a possible mediwitch for Draco to make an appointment with, and the next I see you tussling

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[dracolicious]

Well, I found it all terribly exciting, myself.

[boywholives]

You would.

[dracolicious]

Well, of course I would. All that male testosterone in the air. How could I have possibly resisted.

[boywholives]

And here I was thinking mine was the only testosterone you were interested in.

[boywholives]

You're not being fair! Didn't you hear what that arsehole Corner said??

And Blaise has been asking for it for months. No way am I apologizing for that one. It felt good.

[dracolicious]

Oh, yes. Corner. Isn't his family from Brixton, or around?

Zabini deserved it like none other, lover. ♥

[boywholives]

I don't know actually. His accent is definitely east end London though. He'd better watch his mouth otherwise I'll hex it off next time.

You didn't...I mean, you know what he said was just complete shite, right? It's not true.

Yeah, I wish I'd of had a good ten minutes with him. Wanker.

[dracolicious]

Well, in any case, it sounds entirely cheap and uneducated. What sort of idiot slurs every single word of a sentence? Honestly, he's got the social finesse of a lemming.

Of course. Did you catch the entire thing, by any chance? The part about the, well, the thing, and the . . . other thing. . . .

I'd rather you spent an infinitely more refreshing ten minutes with me, actually. ♥