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Hermione: Oh Thank you, darling.
Draco: Then I must be the King. Right, Sweetheart?
Lyra: No Crookshanks is the King.
Lyra: You are the royal servant, Daddy.
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Draco: Good morning, Princess
Lyra: Daddy,if I am the princess, then mommy is the queen.
Hermione: Oh Thank you, darling.
Draco: Then I must be the King. Right, Sweetheart?
Lyra: No Crookshanks is the King.
Lyra: You are the royal servant, Daddy.
Draco: I am getting married in the coming month of November.
Hermione: Congratulations!!
Draco:
Draco: So... I am considering you are game then.
Draco: Hey, How's the boyfriend?
Hermione: I've told you a hundred times that Ron and I broke up. Why do you keep asking this?
Draco: Feels incredibly good to hear the news.
Hermione: Good night,guys. I am going to bed.
Draco: Can I slither in?
Everyone:
The ghosts:
Owls:
Crookshanks:
Peacocks of Malfoy Manor:
Mauruders from the after life:
Draco:*visibly panicking* DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD?
Hermione : What the hell is wrong with you?
Draco: You mean today or like in general?
Draco: *Eating breakfast* We must stop meeting like this.
Hermione: *Walking out of her bedroom* Maybe we would if you could just STOP BREAKING INTO MY FUCKING HOUSE AND EATING ALL MY FOODS.
Hermione: *Sleeping soundly at 3 am*
Draco: *Nudges her awake* So how does it feel to have iconic husband syndrome?
Hermione:
Hermione: I don't know. I'll have to ask Crookshanks' partner.
Draco: *goes back to sleep while bitching about crooks*
Blaise: If you had to pick any gryffindor to date who would you choose?
Theo: I don't know.
Blaise: Me neither.
Draco: Granger
Blaise:
Theo:
Narcissa:
Lucius:
Voldemort:
White Peacocks from the Malfoy estate:
Crookshanks:
Harry:
Ron:
Draco: IDONTKNOWMENEITHER!!
Draco: *Driving a car for the first time*
Hermione: That's a red light. You've got to stop here.
Draco: I'll stop twice on my way back.
Draco: Potter always sticks to weaselete like glue.
Hermione: Leave them alone.
Draco: Can you imagine being surrounded by people who are that clingy? It's so pathetic.
Hermione: I am gonna go to the library.
Draco: I would feel a lot better if crookshanks and I just went with you.
Crookshanks: meow
Draco: See, your little squish faced bugger wants to come too.
Hermione: This is exactly why I don't even have to imagine it.
Draco: We have a problem.
Hermione: No! YOU have a problem. I have an idiot for a husband who keeps causing them.
Draco:*clearly livid* Have you no shame, Granger?
Hermione:*equally mad* well, ofcourse Yes. I am ashamed of YOU.
Narcissa:*spits out wine* Oh DAMN!!
Hermione: Listen up! I have to leave for a few days.
To Draco: Don't kill my plants.
To Narcissa: Don't plot to kill anyone.
To Crookshanks: Don't kill ANYONE.
To the white Peacocks: Don't kill the vibe.
To Lucius: At least TRY not to get killed.
Draco: *does something dumb*
Hermione: You know, there's a 'u' in 'stupid' for a reason.
Draco: Oh yeah? There's an 'i' in 'stupid' as well.
Hermione:
Draco:*contemplates what he just said*
Crookshanks: *meows tauntingly*
Draco: F**K OFF YOU SQUISHED-FACE F**KER!!
Hermione: Are you going to be part of the problem or are you going to be part of the solution?
Draco: You know what?!I am going to be the Whole Problem.
Draco: I have done all I can do!!
Hermione: You have made it worse!
Draco: Yeah,that's pretty much all I can do.
McGonagall: Did you just give 10 points to Mr. Malfoy for being too handsome?
Snape: Get off your high horse. You play favourites too.
McGonagall: No one can accuse me of being partial towards anyone.
Snape: Oh really?
McGonagall: Yes. I love Ms. Granger and all the non MS. Grangers equally.