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“The truth is,” Lucius lowered his voice, “I’ve always been fascinated by them. But I only just found out they’re not a myth! Severus just confirmed they're actually real! They aren’t some cruel fantasy invented by Muggle-borns to torment wizards! They’re REAL, Draco! They're actually real! And just imagine: all that rapture! The shaking! The soft cries!" “Them, dad?” Draco was tired of his father's constant drama. Lucius looked behind them, then back at his son, and whispered: “Blowjobs.” Draco put the package of biscuits back on the shelf. “Absolutely not. There is no way I am going to talk to you about the ‘reality’ of blowjobs, Dad." “I didn’t know, Draco! ” Lucius's voice was tight. “I've spent all my life thinking—surely not. And the whole penis-falling-off bit was, obviously, quite alarming…” Draco stilled briefly. However, he really wanted to extricate himself ASAP, and decided he not to clarify further, no matter how alarming those words. “And, Draco—I want you to know this, son, because there is so much misinformation—Draco, you should know that your penis won't actually fall off. That's just a myth, Draco! My father was wrong! It won't fall off, just because it's been in someone's mouth!"

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