new friend request from: suckmyass2017

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suckmyass2017 sent you a friend request

"Eager, are we?" Draco thought to himself, accepting the request of the other man. I mean, who else would have such an obnoxious username and send him a request in like, four seconds than Potter?

suckmyass2017: hey I assume you want to video call you dumbass

Malfoyy: Correct.

suckmyass2017 is video calling you

Draco smirked, leaning back in his chair to make sure Harry got a good view of his face.

"So, what do you do, Malfoy?" Harry asked the camera curiously. Obviously a man with that kind of camera quality of his laptop is going places.

"My father, Lucius Malfoy, owns CoitoreCrux."

"Oh, that Wizarding clothing company?" Harry asked, leaning towards the camera. He may have been a whore, but he does have a personality.

"It's for muggles too, you know." Draco mumbled sheepishly, eyes casting below his desk.

"Well, technically yes, but mostly Muggleborn Wizards, Witches, and Wixes wear it." Harry agreed and added, seeming to enjoy the pleasant conversation. For once, all that was wanted was a pleasant conversation from him. So far.

"Mostly Witches and Wixes, based on my calculations." Draco offered, scratching the back of his neck. He was talking to a porn artist. Having a regular conversation with a guy he regularly got off to.

"Most Wizards must have some taste, then." Harry sassed, clicking his tongue for emphasis.

"Oh, shut up. What do you know about clothes? All you wear is school boy outfits." Draco teased. He wasn't wrong, to be fair.

"Hey, at least my school uniform is cool. Yours and Ilvermony's fucking suck." Harry laughed, a light flush falling over his gorgeous tan cheeks. He made Draco look like a vampire. (Not that he needed much help looking like a vampire)

"Looks like an outfit from an MCR music video, but okay." Draco returned, exhaling through his nose in light amusement.

"Well, you're probably like a... what is it? Oh, yeah, Hufflepuff. Yellow sucks." Harry grinned

Draco wasn't sure whether to be offended or surprised. A Hufflepuff? I mean, they're not Gryffindors but they are as far from Slytherin as anything could be.

"I am most certainly not a Hufflepuff. Don't you know anything about The House of Malfoy?" He teased, leaning closer to the computer as if it would bring he and Harry any closer. What? He just wanted to, like, touch his hair. It looks soft. If only he was allowed to use the Floo system, or even Apparate.

"Sounds snake-y. Oh, are you a snake bitch? The, uh... SlytherHiss house or whatever it is." Harry re-attempted.

"Slytherin, you American dunce. Slytherin." Draco corrected, his face gaining a bit of rare color.

"Come here and fight me, Tea Bags!" He mock provoked, almost doubling over with laughter.

"You come here, hamburger breath." Draco laughed. Nothing loud or as dramatic as Harry's, but it was enough to be unprofessional.

"Oh shush."

They talked and talked into the wee hours of the morning, laughing loud enough that if Harry had a roommate and Draco didn't have at least three floors to himself they would have accumulated enough complaints to rival Trump's presidency.

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