A Wattpad Chain
Harry: I'm going to bed.
Draco: Mind if i- Slytherin?
Harry: Oh god, shut up..
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Harry: Do you know what they say about parselmouths?
Draco: What?
Harry: They're good with their tongues.
Draco: *blushing hard*
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Harry: Draco, for the last time! I’m straight!
Draco: Yeah? So is spaghetti...
Harry:...?
Draco: ‘Till it’s wet.
Harry: *his face is literally redder than A TOMATO’S
Ron: *points to Harry’s dorm* It’s empty, just go now. Please. I can SMELLLLLL the tension.
Fred and George: Blimey, just shag already.
Everyone except Fred: YOU’RE ALIVE?!?!?!
Fred: no. Bitch, I’m a fucking ghost. Nico di Angelo sent me here. He said he feel feel the tension FROM THE FUCKING UNDERWORLD! *Turns around to Harry and Draco* Now kiss, bitches.
Drarry: *is centimeters from each other’s face*
Harry: Scared, Malfoy?
Draco: You wish. That’s going to be Potter, however, in 4 years.
Ron: GET A ROOM
Hermione: *fangirls*
Pansy: ...what fonts are you using for the wedding?
Fred and George: *high fives*
McBadAss and Molly: Keep him safe, Draco, dear.
Narcissa: Keep him safe, Harry. Oh, what a beautiful wedding!
Lucius: But what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom’s bride is a...boy.
Blaise: ICHIMEDINWITHHAVEN'TYOUPEOPLEEVERHEARDOFCLOSINGTHEGODDAMNDOOR
Pansy: NO! Keep the god dam door open.
Brendon Urie: tRiGGeReD









