*dies laughing*
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mousmeOh. My. God.
Harry Potter Fandom goodness.
"But why doesn't she want to go out with me?" Draco wailed. "I'm gorgeous and charming and practically perfect in every way!"
...
"I happen to think entirely in one-liners. I can't help it. I was born this way. I think it's a matter of karmic balance."
Harry looked puzzled.
"I'm already stunning and intelligent and charismatic," Draco explained. "Imagine if I was sweet and coherent as well. It'd be utter chaos. I'd be knee-deep in swooning women, I'd never get anything done."
...
Dumbledore smiled.
"Well, we're practically family. Or hadn't you heard? My brother Aberforth and your uncle Ethelfride have set up house together. I believe the wedding will be in the summer."
Few things could make Malfoys forget about murderous rage.
This was one of them.
"A-Aberforth Dumbledore?" Draco's voice was low. "The one who was in the papers because of that - thing with the goats?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Indeed. I hear Ethelfride's bridal gown is quite beautiful."
Draco remained very still for a moment.
Then, in a slow, reproachful voice, he said: "I am going to go now. Try not to inflict any psychological damage on me as I leave."
Harry Potter Fandom goodness.
"But why doesn't she want to go out with me?" Draco wailed. "I'm gorgeous and charming and practically perfect in every way!"
...
"I happen to think entirely in one-liners. I can't help it. I was born this way. I think it's a matter of karmic balance."
Harry looked puzzled.
"I'm already stunning and intelligent and charismatic," Draco explained. "Imagine if I was sweet and coherent as well. It'd be utter chaos. I'd be knee-deep in swooning women, I'd never get anything done."
...
Dumbledore smiled.
"Well, we're practically family. Or hadn't you heard? My brother Aberforth and your uncle Ethelfride have set up house together. I believe the wedding will be in the summer."
Few things could make Malfoys forget about murderous rage.
This was one of them.
"A-Aberforth Dumbledore?" Draco's voice was low. "The one who was in the papers because of that - thing with the goats?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Indeed. I hear Ethelfride's bridal gown is quite beautiful."
Draco remained very still for a moment.
Then, in a slow, reproachful voice, he said: "I am going to go now. Try not to inflict any psychological damage on me as I leave."