Victory
“AHAHAHAHA!! I defeated you! AHAHAHAHA!” Draco’s triumphant laughter was slightly muffled by the office door, but it was still very audible to Hermione as she sat in her living room, catching up with Harry and Ron.
“Uh, Mione, do you think you should check on Malfoy? It sounds like he’s practicing his evil Death Eater laugh in there,” said Harry tentatively as he glanced over his shoulder.
“He’s probably torturing flies or something,” Ron muttered darkly.
“No, he’s just discovered video games, that’s all. I think he’s been working on beating this boss for a week now. Ugh, if he’s finally done with this level, maybe he’ll finally have some mental capacity to pay attention to me. We haven’t shagged in like, five days.” Hermione grumbled.
“On second thought, I think we need to buy Malfoy more video games, mate, don’t you think?” Harry quickly stood up and gestured toward the door. “Let’s go, maybe we can get him hooked on a new one right after he finishes this one. Come on, Ron.”