This one reads:

Harry

Draco

Harry

James

Prejudice Problems

"What the fuck?"

"Harry, just calm down. It's not that big of a deal."

"It is that big of a deal. It's bloody stupid. Why do they think they are better than us, because they aren't. In fact I think they are far worse than us."

"So do I dad, but..."

"And in public. One would think if you had enough sense you would at least act like you had a brain when people can see you."

"Harry, you're getting upset. You know how blotchy your skin gets when you get upset."

"I don't care! It's stupid and they are stupid and the whole bloody thing is bloody stupid!"

"I got that, thanks."

"It's fine. I don't care what other people think."

"And that is very good James, you shouldn't. You do what makes you happy, not what you think will make others happy."

"Oh please Potter. The first seventeen years of your life were spent trying to make everyone else happy."

"Yes, but...well, I came to my senses. I now do what makes me happy, and occasionally what makes you guys happy."

"And mum and I thank you, but..."

"But still here they are, staring down their noses at us like we are vermin and showcasing their blatant heterosexuality. Disgusting."

"I'm sorry, but let me inform you of your identity. You're Harry Potter, not Draco Malfoy. I'm Draco Malfoy. I would say something like that, not you."

"I've been around you for twenty-one bloody years, do you not expect some of your beliefs to rub off on me?"

"You're old."

"Thanks for that James, I appreciate it. You really know how to make someone feel good about themselves."

"If he's old then I'm old, and I am in no way old."

"Oh Draco, is that a wrinkle? Right there, between your eyebrows?"

"Yeah, I think there is one there, Mum."

"Damn it, she's staring again, wrinkling her nose like she's better than us. Kiss me quick, Draco."

"No. You said I was wrinkly."

"I take it back. Kiss me, lover."

"Eww. Please don't, we're in the middle of Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. All my friends will see."

"Do it or I will, Draco. We must show them that they aren't better than us."

"Harry, I don't..."

"Fine..."

"Eww Dad, not in public. Stop. Great, now I have to hear about my gross parents all year. Thanks. I can really tell how much you love me."

"Oh please James, you're such a drama queen."

"He learned from the best."

"Yeah Draco, you."

End