Y/n Hogwarts

*covers face* shut UP *peeks through fingers* you're one to talk mr perfect jawline

you wanna go *I kick my leg and my chancla lands in my hand* imma show you what Mexicans man's do to bad children

*Draco pinches nose* He once wore the same boxers for a week. *Theo gasps* TRAITOR! *Mattheo gags* BOXERS?!

*Theo clutches chest* THEY'RE VINTAGE! *Mattheo retches* VINTAGE SWEAT IS STILL SWEAT!

*moans softly* yours... *pulls his hair to expose his neck* now you *bites him back gently*

*Blaise raises an eyebrow* Legos? What's that? *Tom laughs* Muggle torture devices, apparently. *Mattheo just shakes his head, still smiling*

*The boys laugh. Draco raises his butterbeer in a toast.* DRACO: To the depressed rugrats who can't cast a patronus.

Mattheo: "I can't believe you're so nonchalant about this. What if he finds out?"