{ 012 } - { voice } - { Fourth Wall }

[ferretprince]

[When the recording starts, there's a great deal of fumbling, followed by several loud crashes as if the communicator is being slammed repeatedly against something. Perhaps a wall. Or, in this case, a kitchen counter.]

If this bloody Muggle device doesn't stop shouting at me-!

[From the tone of his voice, Draco is clearly one step away from

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[cruxofapotter]

I don't think shouting back at it is necessarily going to help.

[ferretprince]

Oh, sod off, Potter. As if you know how to work this damn thing any more than I do.

[cruxofapotter]

I'm not saying that I do. But yelling at it is just pointless.

[ferretprince]

And what makes you so sure of that? It's a worthless piece of Muggle machinery, maybe shouting at it will help.

[Oh, Draco, he doesn't understand technology in the slightest.]

[cruxofapotter]

If Muggles could shut things off with incantations, they would be wizards, wouldn't they? Muggle technology has switches and buttons and things.

[Harry's not much of a help there. He's been stuck in the boonies for three months.]

[ferretprince]

You're clueless, aren't you, Potter? Muggles talk into their machines all the time. What are those things called - fellytones, or something equally inane. The Muggles around here have mentioned them, haven't you been paying attention?

[Draco clearly doesn’t realize that he’s speaking to a different Harry Potter than the one living in the same apartment as him.]

[cruxofapotter]

That's because telephones are made to be talked to. Not that you've ever used one. And I've had other things on my mind, thank you very much.

[I have no idea if Draco can see him now, but Luceti!Harry probably still has his wings. Then again, Harry just thinks he's arguing with Draco as per usual.]

[ferretprince]

Obviously. Though that might explain why you've been acting so strange lately. If I hadn't known you were always a mental case, I'd be worried.

[For the sake of less brain breaking, we can say this is just audio-only. Not that Draco wouldn't turn down the opportunity to call Potter a freak.]

[cruxofapotter]

What do you mean, I'm acting strange?

[To which Harry would gladly mouth off about it not being his fault. Silly fourth walls.]

[ferretprince]

You know exactly what I mean. Unless, of course, you think trying to snog someone who's been your greatest enemy for the past seven years isn't strange.

[Draco thinks of himself rather highly. Shocking, isn't it?]

[cruxofapotter]

... What?

[You couldn't have stunned him better if you'd cast Stupefy, Draco.]

[ferretprince]

[Well, that’s not the stuttering, embarrassed response he usually receives when he brings it up.]

Don’t play stupid, Potter. You’ve been acting funny since it happened.

[cruxofapotter]

I would be acting funny if that ever happened, Malfoy.

[He's still getting used to the idea that they can be friends. Going further than that? Oh boy.]

[ferretprince]

...Which it did, which is why you are acting funny.

[Oh, hell, now this is just getting confusing.]

And here you were just yelling at me for pretending it didn't happen. Why the sudden change of heart?

[cruxofapotter]

No, I think I would remember if I did something like that. Unless I was possessed or something.

The last time I talked to you, we were talking about Patronuses. There was no yelling about pretending it didn't happen because it never did.

[ferretprince]

Hell, I hope you were. It would explain a lot. And it's a bit more comforting than the alternative.

[He pauses, though. Something isn't right.]

What are you on about? We haven't talked about Patronuses in months, Potter, not since you got here.