Disclaimer:
Me: Ha! I have kidnapped Draco!
Draco: How did I get here?
Me: I kidnapped you.
Draco: …
Me: Do I own Harry Potter now?
Draco: No. My contract still says that I am owned by J.K. Rowling.
Me: …She is a lucky woman.
I'm sorry! *Ducks shoe* This chapter is really short. But I will try and make the chapters longer after this.
9:07 AM to 9:11 AM
"Malfoy, I am so bored. Not saying anything and staring at a wall has made me actually want to talk to you… An all time low."
"Meanie."
"Life is a meanie."
"True… How about we play 20 questions?"
"No."
"Come on Granger. It'll give us something to do, and we can promote Inter-House relationships. Aren't you all for that, or something?"
"Like you care."
"Please?"
"What's that? The Slytherin Prince is saying please to the Gryffindor know-it-all?"
"Don't make me say it again."
Sighs. "Fine, Malfoy. We'll play later."
"Why not now?" Whining.
"Because I want to annoy you. And because I want to take a nap."
"Granger?"
"What Malfoy?" Exasperated.
"Isn't the floor uncomfortable?"
"Yes, but you took my cloak so…" Shrugs.
"Here… My robes are dry…er than before. I'll be fine now."
"Er… thanks."
"Sure."
Silence, more awkward than before.