Muttering the entire way, Draco stalked over to the phone, pressing each number with extreme care.  He heard a robotic voice ask him to state his name, and he complied. His stomach twisted as the phone rang once, twice...three times, and Draco started to plan the ways in which he was going to torture Potter tonight.  Partway through the fourth ring he heard a click, then, " The person you have dialed has accepted your collect call."