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Hermione sighed at Draco.
"You're so immature," She said, shaking her head. He chuckled.
"Come on, it'll be fun, they won't know," Draco said, nodding to Ron and Harry who were coming back to the desk that the four were sharing to study.
"Oh yeah they won't realise that we're suddenly-"
"Te amo, bebé," Draco grinned. (I love you, baby.)
Hermione sighed and ignored the two confused looks from her friends.
"Supongo que Te amo demasiado," She said. (I suppose I love you too.)
"Oh, ya sé que hacer," Draco said, smirking. (Oh, I know you do.)
"¿Cómo se llega a través de la puerta con un ego tan grande como el tuyo?!" Hermione asked, shocked. (How do you get through the door with an ego as large as yours?!)
Draco grinned.
"Muy simple," (Quite simple.)
"Me encantaría ver que," She said, nodding at him. (I'd love to see that.)
"Y me encantaría ver lo que hay debajo de su sostén," Draco winked and Hermione blushed. (And I'd love to see what's underneath your bra.)
"Draco, Ron y Harry están allí," Hermione said, nodding to the two boys who were still staring, rather boredly. (Draco, Ron and Harry are right there.)
"Tan," Draco grinned. "Ellos no saben español, ¿no?" (So, they don't know Spanish, do they?"
"Si, Malfoy," Ron said in a bored tone. Harry nodded beside him. (Yes, Malfoy.)
"Sabemos español," Harry said. (We do know Spanish.)
Draco promptly shut his mouth.
Hey! Since I didn't update "Becoming a Slytherin," tonight, I decided to write a small drabble instead. I will get back to updating tomorrow! I just needed a break tonight =]
I do speak Spanish, but I am not fluent just yet, so some of this was translated, I confess!
Thanks if you read :), and if you do speak Spanish, (or better yet) you are Spanish, I'd love to know where I went wrong, so tell me in a review or something.
-FallenForTheDraco. (Really, who hasn't fallen for Draco?!)