Draco: Y'know Crabbe, Goyle tomorrow is a very important day...
Crabbe: We get extra food from the great hall?
Goyle: You shove off to Pigfarts and leave us alone?
Draco: NO! But Goyle that would be nice but i'm afraid daddykins doesn't own nasa so I can't go and borrow one of their fancy private space ships...
Crabbe: So why's tomorrow so important if there isn't extra food in the great hall?
Draco: Well in a persons life, they each have a special day every year where they celebrate another year on this planet
Crabbe: Oh...Thanksgivings great!
Draco: NO IT'S NOT THANKSGIVING!...Wait! What's Thanksgiving?
Goyle: It means where you share but I understand Malfoy you don't understand the word share so I won't go any further
Draco: You are correct my idiot friend, I Draco I hate everything to do with mud bloods and Gryffindor Malfoy do not understand the meaning of share
Crabbe: More to the point what's happening tomorrow?
Draco: It's my birthday! And here is what should happen! *Looks into the distance*
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*Random party going on in Hogwarts*
Draco: Oh my gosh! It finally came! My sweet sixteen! *Squeeee!*
Lucius: Draco your day is not complete without your prom dress or Twilight novel!
Draco: Oh yes lets see the outfit!
Lucius: *Pulls out a pink frilly dress*
Draco: Oh it's wonderful! Did Alice Cullen choose it for me?
Lucius: Yes she did!
Draco: *Squeeee!* I'm going to go party now with my chums!
*On the dance floor -_-*
Draco: I THROW MY WAND UP IN THE AIR SOMETIMES SAYING AH OH! MY NAME IS DRACO!
Harry: Shut up Dracykins!
Draco: Dracykins? Dracykins! What sort of name is that?!
Harry: YOURS! *Evil laughing*
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Draco: *Sigh* even though it is my swe- I mean sixteenth birthday tomorrow Potty no mates will just come and destroy it for me...
Crabbe: That's cool me and Goyle will just go pay him extra to destroy it, see you around!
Goyle/Crabbe: *Leave*
Draco: *Sigh* Happy birthday to me...
Snape: YOU LIVE IN A TREE! YOUR DAD IS A DEATH EATER AND YOUR GOING TO BE INTERVIEWED BY RITA!
Draco: Rita Skeeter! Oh gum drops! I better hide! *Runs through a wall*
Snape: *Yells* Never mind Rita Draco has decided to go to the beauty spa! *Looks down at his own nails* then again I should return to my job as Dr TheHalfBloodPrince and do my own nails wonderfully...
Voldemort: *Screams* MY NAIL POLISH IS CHIPED! SAVE ME!
Snape: Duty calls...
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