Draco stared. He really just stared. There wasn't much he could do.

"Harry."

"Yeah?"

"Explain to me why you are using that thing."

"Draco, it's a cell phone. Get it right."

"Alright. A cell phone. Now, why are you using it?"

"There's a thing called Netflix. It's an app, those things that help and provide entertainment or assist us on business. I was just bored and wanted to watch something."

"I get the moving pictures in a small box and your life long boredom, but please explain to me about the bunny costume."

There was so much leather that it looks like it could hurt.

"I was bored. That simple Drakey-dear."

"I'm getting Severus."

"Sure."

Draco frowned. Harry was back to the box again. But this time, he was posing and holding the phone far from his face.

"Are you taking a picture?!"

"Yup! Wanna post my awesome outfit on Facebook!"

"What?! What is that?! And why?!" Draco never did understand Harry, but this was just plain mad.

"Cause I can."

"Forget Severus, I need Albus. He should do something. Anything."

"He has a costume of his own! Maybe I should invite him! We could model together!"

"HARRY!"