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[not_draconis]

I leave for the Manor in three days and Pansy insists on spending our last days here at the few places we found acceptable. I am not exactly understanding as to what her fuss is all about actually. It isn't as if we won't be able to come back here ever again; but still, she insists. Though, now that I think about it, as dreadful as the smell is

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[potteritis]

You know we need to talk, right?

Well, okay, first, let me run us through the first half of the conversation: no I won't go away, no I don't have anything better to do, yes I am a moron, and yes I'm very sure that you don't think anything I have to say is of any importance to you. Okay? Good.

I really need to just... are you still mad at me for... for George?

[not_draconis]

What, precisely, gave you the notion that I was mad about anything, Potter? I have absolutely nothing to discuss with you and there is nothing that you can say that will motivate me otherwise.

[potteritis]

Probably this more than anything because I've noticed that you really only curse when you're extremely angry, but that's beside the point. Nothing is going on between me and George, okay?

[not_draconis]

Now why, exactly, would I bother to care about what is going on between you and any disgusting Weasley?

[potteritis]

Why else would you be so angry with me about it? And you're completely right. It was stupid and I couldn't help it because I think I might be, especially considering... I mean. What I... Merlin, you know what I'm talking about.

[not_draconis]

Actually, I don't. I never know what you are talking about because you fail to ever make any sense. Though, that clearly is not my problem anymore, is it? It isn't my fault you are a half-blooded idiot who is unable to think for himself. Is it not true that Dumbledore has to make all of your decisions for you and that you mindlessly follow like the good little Gryffindor that you are?

[potteritis]

That... that has nothing to do with... that's not even...

A-Anyway, since you seem to have developed sudden amnesia, I'm talking about what happened when I was in Italy. And what I said. I meant it, you know. I mean, I'm a good little Gryffindor, right?

[not_draconis]

Potter, you're being absolutely pathetic. Stop this right now please.

[potteritis]

Maybe I am, but when am I not pathetic to you? When don't you think I'm being stupid or rushing into things too fast or being pathetic or being a hero or being the source of all your problems, huh? Everything I do is pathetic to you so don't tell me to stop being pathetic, Malfoy, because no matter what that's all I'll ever be to you. And that's fine. Seriously, I don't care. That hasn't got anything to do with this.

The fact is, Malfoy, for some reason, I like you. Okay? I enjoy spending time in your company. And I'm pathetic and it's stupid and I just said that on vu where anyone can see it and I'm already regretting it, but it's there so just... just... Merlin, I can't believe this.

[not_draconis]

Okay.

[potteritis]

Merlin, why do you always have to make me so

Okay. Fine. Are we... um. Do you believe me now?

[not_draconis]

I just said okay, I wasn't saying whether or not I doubted your statement.

[potteritis]

You can't honestly be serious.

[not_draconis]

And what exactly do you mean by that?

[potteritis]

I just don't understand how you can possibly still even consider that I'm lying.

[not_draconis]

Because I was so quickly, so easily forgotten in favour of a fucking Weasley and you will never underst

I have my reasons, Potter, and that is all I will say on that matter.