Harry:

I laugh softly at Draco's amazement. He looks like I did when I tried to figure out how the hell to write with a quill, sometimes I still write with a pen.

I start to take out my notebook and a pencil then look at Draco as he crumbles up his paper he was writing on.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"I messed up..." He mumbles.

"Why didn't you erase it?"

"I can't use magic how the hell would I erase it?" He huffs

"Remember the pink part you tried to write with?" I ask him softly.

"Yeah..."

"That's call an eraser, Draco." I tell him, earning a confused glare from the blonde. "Here let me show you."

I make a mark on his notebook with my pencil then erase it with the eraser.

Draco stares at where the mark used to be then starts to write again.

Draco:

Pencils are weird... But I kinda like it, I don't need magic to get rid of a mist- no I don't make mistakes, it was clearly the pencil.

Who am I kidding, it was me...

Wait who am I talking to? Am I going crazy now? Why am I trying to convince myself of things?

Oh well, back to writing. Oh hell no, you're not going to see what I plan. Uncle Sev would kill me if he knew I was making stuff like this.

Fine! It's about him and his childhood, well not his REAL childhood, this one I'm making is much, much better. Where his father is a good man and not an ab- umm... I'm talking to myself again...
Where's that damn teacher? If they don't show in five minutes, I'm leaving and dragging Harry with me.

Harry:

What the hell is going on in Draco's mind? He looks like he's arguing with himself. Oh well.

°10 minutes later°

Draco stands up and drags me from the room, taking out bags with us.

Hey guy... Sorry I haven't updated in like a year tbh I forgot, please forgive me 😭, any way that Snape story is one I'm actually trying to write, but no promises. And how many episodes should there be?