Professional Problems
"Stupid idea."
"No it's not."
"Is. Now when are you going to spend all of your time with me?"
"Never. That's partly the point."
"I resent that. Why work, though?"
"Because I want to. It's just an office job. Ron needed an extra secretary and I don't do anything."
"But what about me?"
"You have things to do."
"No I don't. I have the telly. Harry, please come home."
"I can't. The job will be over in a few weeks and I will hope that my short stint as a Ministry paper pusher will have cured my restlessness."
"I could cure your restlessness. If you would have told me, I could have done something exciting."
"Draco, your idea of exciting is changing our duvet."
"And your idea of exciting is sitting at a bloody desk all day and answering the phone. That really gets my blood racing and hard pumping."
"Sarcasm."
"Quite."
"You had better be glad I answered the phone. I could have just let it ring."
"You wouldn't. You missed me."
"I didn't know it was you. I'm actually waiting on a call from one of Ron's colleagues."
"Oh, am I keeping you from doing your job?"
"Now that you mention it…"
"Not very professional, taking personal calls on the job. Couldn't you be sacked?"
"Yes."
"Oh. So…tell me how much you love me in vivid and nauseating detail. Use my name as much as possible. And talk overly loud."
"No thank you."
"Please? But I love you so…"
"Draco, we aren't having this conversation. I'll be home in a few hours, you have time to, I don't know, make a fragrant flower arrangement for the dining room table."
"Don't mock. It looked beautiful and smelled lovely."
"Beautiful and lovely. I've become a heterosexual after all."
"Funny, here I thought that I was a man, unless I've misplaced my bits…"
"Last I saw them they were…"
"Harry, Harry…this really isn't appropriate talk for work. However, I will require your assistance in finding my manhood. Unless, of course, you wish to remain heterosexual."
"Okay. Listen, Ron just walked in so I have to go. Yes, yes Mr. Lovelyn. Thank you. Bye. Love you pet."
"You're an arse. Bye, Mr. Potter. Have a nice, ordinarily professional day."
End