Malfoid: “How bout a bit of the ultra violence Potter?”
Harry: “Huh?”
Malfoid: “There is me, that is Dracaena, and my three droogs, that is Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy. And we sat in the Hogsmeade butterbeer bar trying to make out rassoodocks up about what to do with the evening.”
Harry: “I don’t get it…”
Malfoid: “I saw it in a muggle film once! Hehe ❤️”
"Filthy Muggles and their offspring should leave our wizarding world alone."
"Magic nutjobs should stop messing with us decent folk."
"Perhaps we could come to an understanding."
"Perhaps we could indeed."
>Harry and Dracaena sitting at the fire place holding hands, drinking tea. They are watching American Werewolf in London
Dracaena: “Oh, for Merlin’s sake, what is happening to him?!”
Harry: “He’s turning into a werewolf.”
Dracaena: “OBVIOUSLY, I CAN SEE THAT!
>She grips his hand tighter as the man’s bones begin to crack and elongate
Dracaena: “But how in the bloody hell are they doing that?!”
Harry: “Doing what?”
Dracaena: “THAT! His bloody face is splitting apart! His hands are turning into paws! Muggles can’t do that, they don’t even know werewolves are real Potter!”
Harry: “It’s a practical effect.”
Dracaena: “… I beg your pardon?”
Harry: “Practical effects. Makeup, prosthetics, mechanical models, that sort of thing.”
Dracaena: “You expect me to believe a Muggle can make a man’s skull change shape with makeup?!”
Harry: “Well, yes. But also no.”
Dracaena: “Then HOW?!”
Harry: “I dunno, love. Ask the bloke who made it.”
>The transformation becomes more grotesque. Dracaena instinctively buries her face against Harry’s shoulder, peeking through her fingers.
Dracaena: “This is absolutely revolting. Positively barbaric. Who on earth would willingly watch this sort of thing?!”
Harry: “You wanted to watch it.”
Dracaena: “I wanted to understand Muggle cinema! I didn’t ask for a bloody werewolf anatomy lesson!”
Harry: “You said you wanted to see a horror film.”
Dracaena: “I was under the impression the horror would be metaphorical!”
Dracaena: “Don’t you dare laugh at me, Potter.”
Harry: “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
>She settles against him again, still holding his hand. The werewolf’s transformation finally ends. For a little while, they watch in silence.
Dracona: “Hey… Do you think we’ll be good parents?”
Harry: “I think we’ll be alright.”