i. am. done. here it is: day 28. hallelujah.

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Albus is done. Of course, he doesn't actually believe there's a small FBI guy watching him through his webcam—that'd be completely ridiculous!—but he still wants to cover his laptop's webcam. Even if there's no FBI agent watching him, someone could still hack into laptop's webcam and spy on him.

But not the FBI. There's no agent in his laptop.

Still, Albus sticks a piece of duct tape over his webcam.

"Are you mad at me?"

The voice nearly causes Albus to have a heart attack. He thinks it's coming from his laptop.

"What?" he asks. He leans closer into his laptop, trying to see if something's there.

"Are you mad at me?" the voice repeats. It's definitely coming from Albus' laptop, but none of his tabs are playing any audio.

"Depends," Albus says, swallowing hard, "who are you?"

"Agent Malfoy, with the FBI."

Oh. Albus was wrong.

He feels faint.

"What?" Albus asks again. He tries to clear out his ear—maybe he misheard…?

"I'm the FBI guy in your webcam. It's boring work, really," the supposed 'Agent Malfoy' says.

"There's actually an FBI guy in my webcam?" Albus asks. He felt slightly rude—he just left a piece of tape on his webcam and now all the agent can see is a black screen. He rips it off.

"Yup. Just too make sure that you don't want to bomb the country. Not really to watch your porn with you."

A hot blush spreads over Albus' face. "You—"

"Yup," the agent confirms.

"Jesus."

"Yup. You can call me Scorpius, though. 'Agent Malfoy' was my father," he says with a chuckle. "I mean, my dad was never an agent, but I just—"

"You can see everything on my screen?" Albus asks, cutting Scorpius off. "And everything through my webcam?"

There's silence, and then Scorpius speaks again. "I just realised that I nodded and you can't see that. But yes. I can see everything."

Albus frowns. This doesn't make any sense. "But how many people work at the FBI?"

"That's private information."

"But how can you keep watch over every single person?" Albus asks. The numbers just don't add up. There has to be half the people employed in the FBI for people to be in other's webcams. And what if an FBI agent has their own laptop?

Albus can hear Scorpius hesitate. "I guess a lot of people have PC's."