Drarry Texts

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Gayco: Pansy, I'm so gay...

Pans: Tell me something I don't know???

Gayco: Okay, well, Harry texted me last night.

Pans: You did text back, right?

Gayco: Well, obviously

Pans: So, how did it go?

Gayco: We became friends.

Pans: Like friends friends or boyfriends?

Gayco: Just friends

Pans: For how long tho?

Gayco: Probably until the end of time.

Pans: Drayyyyy

Gayco: Pansssss

Pans: Don't think like that! Think, "I'm gonna turn Potter's ass gay!"

Gayco: Spoken like a expert...

Pans: Because I am ;)

Gayco: oH mY gOdNeSs YoUrE sO mOtHeR fRIkEn GaY

Pans: That's the point.

Pans: Now! Go get your bitch!

Gayco: Pansyyyyy

Gayco: This is why I go to Blaise.

Gayco: He doesn't even listen, he just agrees.

Pans: I'M OFFENDED

Gayco: Good. That was meant to be offensive.

Pans: Do you know how hard it is to be your friend?

Pans: You're honestly such a bitch.

Pans: And I don't even get paid to put up with your arse.

Pans: I put up with you out of love.

Gayco: Then...can I return you from wherever you came from?

Pans: No!

Pans: I'm non refundable.

Pans: You love me, bitch. Just give it time.

Gayco: It's been around 18 years.

Pans: So then you should know by now that you love me.

Gayco: Fine! I'll go talk to Harry. Just go away and take your sentimental crap with you.

Pans: Yes! My plan worked.

Pans: Go get him, Romeo!

Gayco: What?

Pans: Nevermind. It's a muggle thing.

Gayco: Ok...?

Pans: Don't worry about it. Just go talk to your boyfriend.

Gayco: He isn't my boyfriend.

Pans: Yet.

Gayco: BYE.

Pans: Bye.

Pans: Have fun.

Pans: But not too much fun.

Pans: And use protection!

Pans: Always use protection.

Pans: I don't care where you are.

Pans: In your bed.

Pans: In his bed.

Pans: In a classroom.

Pans: In a closet.

Pans: At the zoo.

Pans: No matter where you are, always use protection.

Pans: If I find out whoever is topping doesn't use protection, I will kill both of you.

Pans: I swear, Draco Lucius Malfoy.

Gayco: Pansy...

Gayco: You typed that all in under two minutes.

Pans: They say the truth comes quickly, but in reality, threats come quicker.
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