A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so so so so soooo long! The computer (more specifically the internet) went totally spako so I couldn't use it. Anyway, I'm sure you all want me to continue now so here it goes!
Chapter 15: Draco.
"Damn it Blaise!"
"What have I done now?" Blaise said waking up from his slumber. (A/N: I love that word!)
"You were muttering about guys in your sleep you poofter!" Draco yelled at him.
"I was not!"
"Were too."
"Were not."
"You can't speak English can you?" Draco asked.
"What did I stuff up now oh mighty king of English?" Blaise asked mockingly.
"Well now I can't tell you can I?" Draco said.
"Why not?"
"Because you mocked me."
"Fuck you."
"Get in line!"
"In case you didn't realize you do not have a line any more." Blaise said in that matter-of-fact tone that I think people use a lot in this FanFic because I like the tone.
"OK. That is going too far. Just too far." Draco replied.
"I'm so sorry." Blaise said sarcastically.
"Dick head." Draco muttered.
"What was that? Did you just say what I thought you did?"
"Depends on what you thought."
"You bastard! I'm going to get you now!" Blaise said throwing a pillow at Draco's head. Draco just laughed.
"That was supposed to hurt?"
"No but this is." Blaise said picking up his wand and throwing a hex at Draco.
"Dick wad." Draco said through a mouthful of worms. "You're dead now." They spent the rest of the morning throwing random hexes at each other across the bedroom.
A/N: What did you think? Is it ok? I'm glad I have a lot more reviews now! I went into my inbox and it was (sorta, kinda, not really) clogged with reviews! They make me so happy! They were all good! It rocks! Anyways, on a totally different topic, I went on a camp run by John Marsden! It was the best and funniest thing ever! If you are in Australia you should go! It's at Tye estate! Look it up!