Harry: *Calls Draco*
Draco: EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP, MY FUTURE HUSBAND IS CALLING!
Draco: *Sweetly* Hello?
Harry: Hey, you doing anything?
Draco: *In the middle of an interrogation, surrounded by seventeen death eaters, hanging upside down by his toes* No, I'm free.
Harry: See you in five?
Draco: Kay *hangs up*
Draco: *Turns back to angry mob* So, I have a hot bootycall on the way so if you could just wrap this up...
