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hey

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msg me when you can

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oh hi!

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sorry im here lol

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okay :D

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so like are you okay?

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what happened at bree's? if you're comfortable with sharing

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im alright - and harry's okay too :)

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i'm not rlly sure what to say rn.. BUT you are my best friend, and as soon as harry, bree and i are comfortable im gonna call you IMMEDIATELY xxx

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OKAY XXX

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but tell me one thing .. and dont ask if im weird okay

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? okay

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is bree pregnant?

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why do you ask?

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eh idk im just getting that vibe

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i just realised if she was pregnant you probably wouldnt be allowed to say anything

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... 😬

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😯

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🏃‍♂️

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weird how much we can convey through emojis

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yup ..

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Currently, Draco was laying down on his boyfriend's bed, kicking his legs. This was the only time he had really gotten to think since everything happened yesterday. Ever since then, he's been crowded with people and questions. He was grateful for the opportunity to just breathe. And, to finally be alone with Harry. They had a lot to talk about. But, in that moment, Harry was making coffee for the pair of them. Draco was just texting Pansy, cringing at his phone all the while - should he have just denied Pansy's accusations? Eh, Pansy would've seen right through him anyway. How could he lie to his best friend? He couldn't. Even if he tried, he wouldn't get away with it. His guilt, and Pansy, would catch up with him eventually.

"Draco, darling?"

He could recognise that voice anywhere. He didn't need to look up to know who it was, but he did anyway just to be able to admire him. Harry.

"Are you alright? Who are you texting?" Potter asked curiously, sitting beside him and handing him a cup of coffee. Draco turned his phone to the side, showing off his texts between himself and Pansy. He squinted at his device, before shrugging. "Alright, welp, I knew she would've figured it out."

"Yeah." Malfoy sighed. He was nervous to properly talk to Harry one on one. He believed now was the perfect time, but he also was aware that neither of them knew how to start the conversation. "Er - when are we gonna...?"

"I don't know. Should we? Now?" It was almost amusing how Harry already understood exactly what Draco meant. Potter took a long sip of his coffee, trying to muster up the words, but his partner beat him to it.