PotterflinhedwhileDrao’spulseinstantlyquikened.Really?AstrangefeelingbubbledupinsidehimatthethoughtthatPottermighthavebeenasmiserableashim.Whythough?Couldhereallydaretohope?
“Sameoverhere,”Pansysaidinanirritatedtone.BeforeDraoouldsnapather,shegrabbedhimandpushedhimdowninahair.
“I’mnotgoingtosithereand—”
“Yeah,meher,”Pottersaid,gettingreadytogetup.
“Shutup!Bothofyou,”Pansybellowed.
Severalheadsaroundthepubturnedinsurprise,butPansyseemedunimpressed.Man,sheouldbesaryifshewantedto.
“You!”ShepointedherindexfingeratDrao.“YoubrokeupwithAstoria,soyoubettermakeitworthit.”
“You—Youbrokeupwithyourfianée?”Potterlookedlikehehadjustbeenhitwithastunningspell.
“Andyou!”PansyturnedtoPotter.“FromwhatLovegoodtoldme,youdidn’tevenhavetobreakupwiththatblokeyouparadedinfrontofDrao,beauseheneverreallywasyourboyfriend.”
“What?”Draospluttered.
“Youtoldher—Whyareyoueventalkingtoher?”Pottereximed,turningtoLuna.
“Apparently,”Pansysaid,ignPotter’soutburst,“he’sanAuror.Theyusedtotraintogether,andnowPotteroweshimafavour.”
“You—You—”Drao’smindreeled.“Youweren’tdatingHenry?”
“Youaren’tengagedanymore?”Potterretorted,gobsmaked.
“Clearly,”Bisesaidwithasmuggrin,“youtwohavealottotalkabout.We’llleaveyoutoit.”
DraosawLunajoinPansyandBiseastheyallturnedtoleave,buthisbrainouldn’tproesswhatwashappening.Wasitreallytrue?HadPotterseriouslyaskedthisHenryguytopretendtobehisboyfriend?Why?Whywouldhedothat?
“Youlittleshit,”Draogrowled.
“Whydidn’tyoutellme?”Pottergrowledbak.“Whydidn’tyoutellmeaboutyourbreakup?”
“Weweren’tspeaking,”Draosaidurtly.
“Right.Andwhosefaultisthat?”
“YOU—”Draotriedtoollethimself.Hedidn’tareforasenerightinthemiddleofarowdedpub.“Youpretendedtodatesomeoneelse,”hehissed.