Fangirl with no life

Don't you hate it when your "friend" stabs you in the back. I sure do.

Hermione & Pansy: *bursts into dorm room with camera* YOU TWO ARE HAVING SEX!

Harry: *doing homework* ...

Draco: *reading* ...

Harry: ...

Draco: Nothing's going to change, okay Potter?

Harry: *kisses his head* Mhm

Draco: we're still going to pretend we absolutely hate each other

Harry: *nips his ear* yep

Draco: just because we're exclusive to each other doesn't mean i'm giving you preferential treatment

Harry: *nuzzles his neck* of course

Draco: You need to keep at least a three foot radius away from me

Harry: *steps back* Like this?

Harry: I kissed Draco.

Hermione: What?

Ron: *spits out drink*

Harry: ....

Hermione:....

Ron:....

Hermione: So? How was it?

Ron: Awful, I bet. This is Malfoy.

Hermione: Ron, I'm sure Harry's kissing was perfectly enjoyable. To a certain extent. But seriously, Harry, how was it?

Harry: ...Wet. I mean, he was crying.

Ron: I mean I know I said awful, but I didn't know it would be -- *gets cut off by Hermione smacking a pillow to his head*

Hermione: Don't you know how Draco must be feeling? He's just started rebelling against his parents, so he must be feeling conflicted about joining the order, confused about liking Harry and also the fact that he might be gay, guilty about kissing him when he is feeling this way because Harry obviously is in love with him.

Ron: One person can't possibly feel all of that once.

Harry: When did I ever say I was in love with --