“Oh,Ithoughtyoumightlikesomeompany,”shesaidandsmiledagain.SomethingabouthersmilemadeDraonervous.Itwastoogenuine,toosweet,toouanding.“Youlookedkindofsad.”
“Sad?”Draoehoed,raisinganeyebrow.Whywouldshethinkthat?“I’mnot—”
Hiseyesinvoluntarilyflikeredovertothedoor,whihhadjustbeenopenedagain.Hisbreathaughtinhisthroataseverythingaroundhimsuddenlyseemedtobehappeninginslowmotion.Potterwassmiling,hiseyeslightingupasheaughtsightofhisfriends.Herakedhisfingersthroughhishair,whihwassprinkledwithsnow.Drao’seyeswidened.Hisheekswereredfromtheold,andhewasedinathikbkwooloatthatmadehimlookfarmoresophistiatedthanDraoknewhewas.
Drao’seyesfollowedhiseverymoveashesqueezedWeasley’sshoulderandwentontogreettherestofthegroup.ThankMerlinDraowasn’tthererightnow.HequiklyturnedbaktoLuna,whohadauriouslookonherfae.
“Ineedtogototheloo,”Draoannounedandhurriedaway.Heaughtsightofhimselfinthemirror,hisrefletionstaringbakathim,flushedandalittlestartled.Heshouldgohomenow.Nothinggoodwouldomeoutofgoingbaktothattable.He’donlybethimself.No,hismindorreted,Potterwouldbethim.AllofthiswasPotter’sfault.Thatbastard!Howdarehe!
Drao’seyesnarrowedashewilledhisheekstopaleagain.No,hewouldn’tgivePotterthatmuhpower.Hewouldgooutthereandproveheouldstanduptohim.Maybehe’devenfindPotterwasn’tthatgreatatall.Beause,really,hewasn’t.Hewasjustanannoyingprat,withhisannoyinghair,hisannoyingeyes,hisannoyingvoie,hisannoyingdimples,hisannoying—Ugh!
Draosquaredhisshouldersashewalkedbaktothetable.Grangerwastellingastory,itappeared.
“Potter,”Draosaid,fhisvoietosoundlow.Afewheadsturned,inludingPotter’s.HewaslookingatDraoasifhehadbeenwaitingtoseehim.Momentarilytakenabak,Draolearedhisthroatbeforehespokeagain.“You’reinmyseat,”hesaidftly.
“Oh,”Potterreplied,eloquently,makingnomovetogetup.Helookedaround,tookouthiswandandflikeditone.Draogaspedashewassuddenlyknokedoffhisfeet,onlytofindhimselfsittinginahair,wedgedbetweenLunaandPotter.“Thereyougo,”thepratsaid,grinning,beforeheturnedhisattentionbaktoGranger.
Whatthefuk!HowwasDraosupposedtoatdignifiedwhenthiswaswhathehadtoputupwith?
Heautomatiallyreahedforhiswine,butstoppedwhenhenotiedthereweretwodrinksinfrontofhim.
“Iorderedyouoneaswell,”Lunasaid,pointingatthepurpledrink.“ButIdidn’twanttoanelthewine,inaseyouwantedtosowlalittlemore.Youseemtolikedoingthat.”
Baffled,Draolookedatthedrink,thenatLuna.Heouldn’ttellifshewasmakingfunofhim.Shetookherowngssandraisedit.
“Cheers,”shesaid,smilingathim.Slowly,Draomimikedherpose,finallylinkingtheirgssestogether.Hepeekedsidewaysashedrank,wrinklinghisnoseashespottedthebeerinfrontofPotter.Thepratreallyhadnotaste.Figures.
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