Ok But What If, Instead Of Tom Riddle Writing The Poem In CoS, It Was Draco Fucking Malfoy And Ginny

Ok but what if, instead of Tom Riddle writing the poem in CoS, it was Draco fucking Malfoy and Ginny just found it scrawled on a random page while she was being mind controlled by Tommy boy. Just hear me out on this guys-

James: Alright- so I can date your brother?

Sirius: Yeah!

-like an hour later-

James: Hey Pads, when will Regulus be free for our date?

Sirius: what?! Why would he be free?!

James:

James: well you see- i nEED YOUR BROTHER TO BE THERE FOR OUR DATE

The awkward moment when you realise you would rather stay at home and write about your dead gay wizards than go out and s o c i a l i s e

James in a horror movie:

*James picking up the ringing phone*: elloo

Serial killer: I’m in your closet

James: oh.

James: that’s ok! I’m gay too!

Serial killer:

James:

Serial killer:

James: OH-

My sense of humour sucks.

The impulsive need to write ten new fanfictions is hitting me like a semi truck. Excuse me while I jump out the window