Let me introduce, the phone.
"What is this?" Draco Malfoy asked, eyeing the black plastic thing in his hand. He had never seen such a strange object before. It was shiny, he could almost see his own reflection and when pressed down in a certain spot, it lit up on one side. It surely was a strange thing.
"I told you already Draco." Harry Potter laughed at his lover's obvious distress. Harry knew the other knew little about muggles but watching a grown adult eye something as simple as a phone as if it was alien was just plain funny. "It's a phone, phone." He put extra emphasis on the word hoping that would straighten out the other's worry.
"A phone?" Draco repeated, his face reminding that of a question mark's. "What would I do with a phone?"
"You call people." Harry assured and flashed him a toothy grin.
"I call people?" Draco snorted, clearly anything but impressed. "Do you mean like a fire call because this clearly is no fireplace Harry."
"No shit, are you sure?" Harry rolled his eyes and then fished out his own phone from his pant pocket. "See here." He said and pointed at the screen. "This is where I keep my contacts, if I click your name now your phone will start buzzing. That is me calling you. Muggles don't need fires to make a call. In that way they're more advanced than we are I guess."
At that Draco frowned. Though he was nothing like his younger self he still had some problems when it came to muggles, the fact that they would be better - in any way – was one of them. "It seems stupid." He muttered below a whisper as his brow creased. "So that's all you do? You press the name and in some crazy way it calls you up?"
"That's right." Harry chuckled as he watched a blond eyebrow begin to twitch. At that point he knew he had to play… the dirty card. "You'll give it a try, right, for me?" He pouted and worked his 'big eyes'. The ones he knew Draco was weak to.
And as expected, Draco hissed in defeat and sent Harry an icy glare for being an idiot, his temper so overly childish it was funny. "Fine I'll take this 'foon'." He said his face sullen. "I still don't get why we need them though."
"Now we can get a hold of each other more conveniently." Harry sighed and turned his back on Draco to leave the stubborn man to himself.
"Right, Wizards have managed fine all these years without muggles' foones but when it's Harry potter no, thousands of years tradition is just not good enough… stupid." Draco mumbled to himself thinking the other wouldn't hear.
"Draco I heard that." Harry sing-songed his voice painfully calm.
Draco Malfoy immediately paled. Realising the danger in his lover's tone of voice he squeaked. It wasn't one of his proudest moments but from two years of dating Draco knew that the calm Harry was much worse than the screaming Harry. Keeping that in mind he forced a smile to his lips and quickly said "I love foones!"
Harry's eyes lit up cunningly, not surprised by the easy submission, and praised him. "That's a good boy."
Owari
AN: So who wants to take a guess at what phone Draco has? Leave your answer in a review, and of course, please let me know your opinion. That is really what matters the most to me ^^ Thank y'all.
