Draco Malfoy

So basically, this is Drarry! You're Harry! Story: You're in fifth year, in the Forbidden forest, for detention. Draco is also there. Harry: If I would've known better, I'd say you're scared, Draco. Draco: I'm not scared, Pottah. Harry: Sure, your're not. Draco: You- Shut up! Harry: No thanks. *They enter a Darker Part of the forest.* Harry: Where's Hagrid? Draco: I don't know. Who turned all the lights off?! Lumos! Harry: Stop Overreacting. Draco: I'm not overreacting! I'm just….…Oh. The clouds covered the moon. Harry: See?! Draco: Whatever, Pottah. Harry: I think that's Hagrid. With Buckbeak! Draco: *Draco's eyes narrow.* Not that oaf with his bloody chicken! Wait until my father hears about this! Harry: Lucius doesn't need to hear about everything. Draco: Shut up! Just you wait! I can't *believe* Dumbledore has this oaf teaching classes, with a bloody…..whatever that thing is! A bird-giraffe! That old hag can't even use magic. He's not even allowed a wand! I bet he's a squib, just like Filch! Harry: Don't you dare insult Hagrid!! Draco: Don't tell me what to do!! You're not my father! Harry: Isn't your father in Azkaban? Draco: Shut up!