“Issomethingwrong?”Biseasked,andDraorealisedhe’dbeenfrowning.Heshookhisheadandontinuedpikingathisroissant.Heshouldn’tgo.Hereallyshouldn’t.But…whatifBiseflirtedwithPotteragain?WhatifPottergotsosloshed,he’dsuddenlybereeptivetoBise’swooing?Draoouldjustpitureit;thetwoofthemsittingsolosetheirthighsweretouhing,Bise’shandonPotter’skneeunderthetable,BisewhisperingsomethinginPotter’sear,makinghimhukle,Biseleaninginattheendofthenight,whentheywereoutside,sayinggoodnight…
“Onedrink,”Draosnapped.“Justonedrink.”
BiseandPansyexhangedalook,theirexpressionsturningirritatinglysmug.
“Toldya,”Pansysaid,winkingatBise,whostartedsniggeringintohistea.
IttookaseondforDraotorealisewhathadjusthappened.
“Ihateyouboth,”hegrowled,stuffingtherestoftheroissantintohismouth,igntheirughter.
Theyhadtotallypyedhim.
Saturday,4January2003
“Andthenthegoatjustranaway!”
DraosowledassomeofBise’sfirewhiskeyndedonhistrousers.Hedidn’tseemtonotieashewasseizedwithmadughter,sppinghisknee.Everyonewasughing,Draonotied.HehadnoideawhatThomas’storyhadbeenabout,hehadn’tlistenedtoaword.Instead,hiseyeshadbeengluedtothedoor.ItwasaftertenandPotterstillhadn’tshownup.Washeevenoming?Draodidn’twanttoask,butfeltamixtureofantiipation,disappoiandfury.GrangerandWeasleywerehere,sowherethefukwasPotter?
“Areyounotsatisfiedwithyourwine?”
Draojerkedandturnedtohisleft,blinkingatLuna.
“Um,no,it’sfine.Why?”
“Beauseyoukeepsowlingatit,”shesaidwithasmile.Draomadeanon-ommittalsoundinthebakofhisthroatandtookaswig.
“IguessI’vehadbetter,”hesaid.
“Youwanttotrythis?”Sheheldupherdeeppurpledrink,whihwassteaming.Abunhoffruithadbeenpedontherim,almostonealingtheolourfulstraw.
“No,thanks,”Draosaid,makingafae.
“Youmightlikeit,”shesmiled.“You’llneverknowifyoudon’ttry.”
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