By the time Harry, Hermione, and Ron came into class, they were ten minutes late and Draco had dried his tears. 

They sat around him, a silent army against their judgmental classroom. Draco was grateful for them. 

“Alright, class, because Ms. Umbridge is.... um..... not here anymore, I will be your replacement teacher for now. My name is Mr. Quirrel. Today, you can just work on this worksheet.”

Katie passed out the papers, and some of the class started working, while the rest talked. 

Harry turned. “So, I heard Susan’s having a party this Friday.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow. “And we weren’t invited?”

Ron leaned back, throwing an arm over his girlfriend’s shoulders. “How rude.”

Draco grinned. “Are you guys seriously thinking about crashing Susan Bones’ party?”

Harry shrugged, a pretend innocent look on his face.  “Of course not. I would never.”

Draco snorted. “Right.”

Draco’s phone went off, and he pulled it out, tuning out of their conversation. 

Pansy: hey 

Draco frowned. What could she want?

Draco: ...hey?

Pansy: how are you enjoying life three hours away from us?

Draco: I’m enjoying it just fine, thanks

Pansy: you know our parents want us together, Draco

Draco: I know. But I love it here. And there’s this really cute guy....

Pansy: okay, we’re coming back to the topic of marriage later. WHO IS THE CUTE BOY??? what’s his name? what’s his number? how old is he? where does he live? does he have siblings? what’s his social security number?

Draco: his names harry. you can’t have his number. he’s seventeen. you don’t need to know where he lives. no, he doesn’t. and how the hell would I know

Pansy: what’s he liiiiike??????

Draco: he’s really punk. he has black hair with blue, and shocking green eyes and piercings and tattoos and these god fucking ripped black jeans Jesus Christ

Draco: and he’s like really funny and sarcastic and badass. but he can also be super sweet. Like today he almost beat a guy up for me

Pansy: OMG HE SOUNDS FUCKING HOTTTTTTTT AND AWESOME HE SOUNDS PERFECT

Pansy: ya know if I was into guys

Pansy: wait why did he have to beat up a guy for you

Draco: don’t worry about that. It was just a few dickheads messing around about my pastel clothes. 

Pansy: they called you the f word didn’t they

Draco: yeah....

Pansy: god Draco I’m sorry

Draco: .....

Draco: they broke the flower crown

Pansy: which one?

Pansy: Draco no not the pink one

Draco: the pink one 

Pansy: oh god 

Draco: I’m so so sorry I tried to stop them I did I swear I’m so sorry

Pansy: hey hey it’s okay it wasn’t your fault. 

Pansy: I have to go now. Have a good day, and kiss that hottie for me!!

Draco: I will, no, and bye!!

Pansy: bye, party pooper

Draco put away his phone. 

“Maybe...” Hermione said. “But I think if I was a velociraptor, the first thing I would do is tear out Astoria’s main organs.”

Draco laughed. “How did you go from Susan’s party to if you were a velociraptor?”

Hermione just screeched at him like a velociraptor, and Ron fell over laughing.