jumping on the bond-wagon.

[newschool]

[He looks contemplative, gazing upwards.]

I can think of ... six, seven ... ... no, nine ways to hack this site already. Appalling security.

[And then it's back down to the laptop, typing away rapidly.

Beat.

He looks up.]

Oh, you're still - right, I suppose you're sticking around. Well, I hope you know what you're doing; there's a lot of work to be done.

[probably spoilers for skyfall in the comments; tread carefully!]

Comments

[newschool]

Are you sure? It seems pretty spot-on to me so far.

[alphaophiuchi]

[sputter.] No! I mean, yes - I'm sure. Absolutely sure!

[newschool]

Well, I'm convinced. There's no argument to that.

[alphaophiuchi]

Don't be a wanker.

[newschool]

As you're the expert, I'll defer to your opinion on that.

[alphaophiuchi]

Wh-

I'm not the expert on being a wanker.

[newschool]

Oh, I think you'll find you are.

[alphaophiuchi]

I think I'll find nothing of the sort! You can't tell me about myself!

[newschool]

No, but I can, look -

[He pulls out his mobile and taps it, pulling up his e-reader, then his copy of Prisoner of Azkaban, tapping the screen to find the bit where Draco is using his injury to get Hagrid fired. He holds out the mobile to Draco.]

See? You're a right wanker.

[alphaophiuchi]

[...........]

Wh-

What the hell?

[newschool]

I know! You're the worst.

[alphaophiuchi]

So what's that make you?

[newschool]

Not as bad as you?

[alphaophiuchi]

Far worse. I, at least, have reasons to be a wanker to people. You just jump the gun on the entire matter.

[newschool]

Considering the company I'm keeping, it's not really jumping the gun.

[alphaophiuchi]

It-

You're a prick. And I'm not continuing this conversation.

[newschool]

Your loss.