(A/N: Second scene. Just so you know, Voldemort wore a dress for this. I was Malfoy, in case you were curious. The 'Cool/cold/so here I am...' part is actually part of a already written scene that we had done in drama previously, which is where that reference comes from.)
Scene 2
[Scene opens with Voldemort frolicking in flowers then sitting down on a stump]
[Enter Malfoy crying]
Voldemort: Mah boi. Why are you crying, child?
Malfoy: It's that blasted HARRY POTTER! Him and his muggle-humping friends.
Voldemort: Come hither my child.
[Malfoy sits on another stump beside him]
Voldemort: There will come a point in your life where you will get strange feelings and bodily urges towards other witches. Or wizards.
Malfoy: Wait, what?
Voldemort: I think it's time I told you how babies are made, Draco dear.
Malfoy: Yeah, yeah... I know how. Magic.
Voldemort: Yes. A very special magic indeed.
Malfoy: Yeah... But wait... That's not even what I'm talking to you about!
Voldemort: Oh. Uh... So…Uh…Who's playing in Quidditch today?
Malfoy: Hufflepuff and RavenClaw... STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT.
Voldemort: Right.
Malfoy: Now I forgot what we were talking about.
Voldemort: Oh.
Malfoy: Yeah.
Voldemort: Yeah. It's your aunt Bellatrix's birthday soon.
Malfoy: What are we getting her?
Voldemort: I dunno.
Malfoy: Cool.
Voldemort: Cool.
Malfoy: Cold.
Voldemort: So here I am. Practically an adult, right? Close to it anyway. Till you start making money--
Malfoy: BUT YOU'RE NOT LISTENING! HARRY POTTER is a flippin' frothy-hewn coxcomb!
Voldemort: We'll do something about that HARRY POTTER, I promise you Draco.