Imagine if it was the opposite way around.
Harry: fuckit's Draco's birthday
Harry: my gosh mygoshQUICK RON WHAT DO I DO
Ron: what
Harry: oh shit oh shit I know I'm just gonna..i'm gonna...fuck what am I going to do
Harry: NO NO I GOT IT I GOTTIT so like i'm just going to stand on this bench over here
Harry: Ron Hermione come here you too Neville stand around me make it look like I have friends
Harry: aight aight he's gonna walk by and i'm going to wish him some hella cool birthday insult or whatever
Harry: guys I got this no-stop moving ronOKAY OKAY THERE HE IS OKAY ACT CHILL
Draco: *walks by*
Harry: OI. MALFOY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU GIT. CUZ LIKE, YOU'RE A GIT. FUCK OFF. Yeah.
Draco: ...Fuck you potter. *walks away*
*later*
Harry: guys I was so damn smooth
Happy birthday Draco! You're so fabulous omfg <33
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