"I'll be sure to think on it as well. I know I've got something up my sleeve; I just have to trawl through years of deviousness to pull it up," he drawled, his tone erring towards haughty because, of course, he was older and liked sounding haughty at the drop of a hat. And because it reminded him that they weren't quite so different, despite her little fangs and strange circumstances
He already knew he was that ridiculous when he was small.
The little explosion of words didn't shock Draco, and he simply let her go on, making him smile a little with her tales of school and her friends and everything else. It reminded him starkly of his own childhood, back when the days were good and warm and perfect, full of sweets and Quidditch and eveything else he loved. Better times, truly, but no longer did he long to get back to them: now, he had another life. As far removed from what he used to be as it was, it was nice. And it was his.
"Mother and Father are both perfectly fine, and yes, they're waiting up for you. I think Father was stirring when I left, so he'd be properly awake when we returned. Yes, we got all your letters, and perhaps it's simply because there were so many, we couldn't very well reply to everything unless you wanted us there all day." A chuckle, and he rolled his eyes a little. "Sounds like you're having far too much fun at school, you know. Imagine that, Longbottom and Hagrid passing on holiday wishes. I never thought I'd see the day.
"How do you feel about getting tea before we go home?"
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He already knew he was that ridiculous when he was small.
The little explosion of words didn't shock Draco, and he simply let her go on, making him smile a little with her tales of school and her friends and everything else. It reminded him starkly of his own childhood, back when the days were good and warm and perfect, full of sweets and Quidditch and eveything else he loved. Better times, truly, but no longer did he long to get back to them: now, he had another life. As far removed from what he used to be as it was, it was nice. And it was his.
"Mother and Father are both perfectly fine, and yes, they're waiting up for you. I think Father was stirring when I left, so he'd be properly awake when we returned. Yes, we got all your letters, and perhaps it's simply because there were so many, we couldn't very well reply to everything unless you wanted us there all day." A chuckle, and he rolled his eyes a little. "Sounds like you're having far too much fun at school, you know. Imagine that, Longbottom and Hagrid passing on holiday wishes. I never thought I'd see the day.
"How do you feel about getting tea before we go home?"