The Moment™
"Holy mother of Merlin.""Language, Parkinson!"
"No no no, seriously Malfoy! Looky here!!"
Draco sighed long-sufferingly as she shoved a paper in his face. A brow lifted as he read it.
"I..."
"Are an ACTUAL GODDAMN STAR. SQUEE~!"
"Shut the hell up, Parkinson."
"Language, James Dean~!"
"Fight me."
She just giggled, snatching the paper from him. "Ooooh, this is so fun!"
"I'm not doing it."
"Whaaaaaat? You got the role!"
"I don't need to."
"But don't you wanna?"
"Not really."
"Oh, come ON."
"Seriously, Parkinson, find somewhere else to be."
She pouted. "No."
"I will hurt you."
"I'd like to see you try."
He said nothing, instead ignoring her.
"...fúck you, Malfoy."
"In your dreams."
"Malfoy!"
"Parkinson!"
"You're doing the goddamn musical!"
Malfoy just shook his head and walked away, waving a finger in the air as he disappeared.
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