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Draco’seyesfollowedhiseverymoveashesqueezedWeasley’sshoulderandwentontogreettherestofthegroup.ThankMerlinDracowasn’tthererightnow.HequicklyturnedbacktoLuna,whohadacuriouslookonherface.

“Ineedtogototheloo,”Dracoannouncedandhurriedaway.Hecaughtsightofhimselfinthemirror,hisreflectionstaringbackathim,flushedandalittlestartled.Heshouldgohomenow.Nothinggoodwouldcomeoutofgoingbacktothattable.He’donlybetorturinghimself.No,hismindcorrected,Potterwouldbetorturinghim.AllofthiswasPotter’sfault.Thatbastard!Howdarehe!

Draco’seyesnarrowedashewilledhischeekstopaleagain.No,hewouldn’tgivePotterthatmuchpower.Hewouldgooutthereandprovehecouldstanduptohim.Maybehe’devenfindPotterwasn’tthatgreatatall.Because,really,hewasn’t.Hewasjustanannoyingprat,withhisannoyinghair,hisannoyingeyes,hisannoyingvoice,hisannoyingdimples,hisannoying—Ugh!

Dracosquaredhisshouldersashewalkedbacktothetable.Grangerwastellingastory,itappeared.

“Potter,”Dracosaid,forcinghisvoicetosoundlow.Afewheadsturned,includingPotter’s.HewaslookingatDracoasifhehadbeenwaitingtoseehim.Momentarilytakenaback,Dracoclearedhisthroatbeforehespokeagain.“You’reinmyseat,”hesaidflatly.

“Oh,”Potterreplied,eloquently,makingnomovetogetup.Helookedaround,tookouthiswandandflickeditonce.Dracogaspedashewassuddenlyknockedoffhisfeet,onlytofindhimselfsittinginachair,wedgedbetweenLunaandPotter.“Thereyougo,”thepratsaid,grinning,beforeheturnedhisattentionbacktoGranger.

Whatthefuck!HowwasDracosupposedtoactdignifiedwhenthiswaswhathehadtoputupwith?

Heautomaticallyreachedforhiswine,butstoppedwhenhenoticedthereweretwodrinksinfrontofhim.

“Iorderedyouoneaswell,”Lunasaid,pointingatthepurpledrink.“ButIdidn’twanttocancelthewine,incaseyouwantedtoscowlalittlemore.Youseemtolikedoingthat.”

Baffled,Dracolookedatthedrink,thenatLuna.Hecouldn’ttellifshewasmakingfunofhim.Shetookherownglassandraisedit.

“Cheers,”shesaid,smilingathim.Slowly,Dracomimickedherpose,finallyclinkingtheirglassestogether.Hepeekedsidewaysashedrank,wrinklinghisnoseashespottedthebeerinfrontofPotter.Thepratreallyhadnotaste.Figures.

Hetriedtofidgetaslittleaspossible,concentratingontheconversations,whichwashard;Gryffindorsareloud.TheotherthingthatwasratherdistractingwasBlaise,drumminghisfingersagainsthisglasswhilehewassmilinglazilyatPotter.Thetwoofthemwerehavingtheirownconversation,withBlaisetouchingPotter’sarmeverynowandthen.Dracowantedtohexthem.Hewasprettysurehischeekswereaflamingredagain,buthecouldalwaysblameitonthealcohol.

“Howcomeyou’restillintraining?”Blaiseasked,shiftinginhisseatandmovingclosertoPotter.“YoushouldbeHeadAurorbynow.”

“Yeah,well…”Pottersaid,evasively.Foramoment,Dracofeltincrediblysmugforknowingthetruth.

“Ibetthetrainingishard,”Blaisepurred.“Youmusthavequitethestamina.”AwickedgrinwasplasteredonhisfaceashedraggedafingerfromPotter’sshoulderdownhisarm.Dracoalmostcrushedtheglassinhishandatthesight.Potterletoutaheartylaughbut,toDraco’srelief,heleanedawayfromBlaise.Unfortunately,thatledhimtomoveclosertoDraco.Inoneswiftmotion,thatalmostseemedabsentminded,heevenslunghisarmaroundthebackofDraco’schair.Holy…shit.

Potterwasn’ttouchinghim,butDraco’sbacksuddenlyfelttoowarm.Herestrainedfromsquirmingandemptiedhisglassinstead.Blaisewasstillgrinning;hell,thebastardlookedfartoopleasedwithhimselfashecontinuedbombardingPotterwithquestions.Dracotriedtoignorethem,ballinghishandsintofistsunderthetableuntilhecouldfeelhisnailscuttingintohisskin.

“Thatissofascinating,”Blaisesaid,dreamily.“I’vealwaysadmiredyourwand-work.Weallknowhowendowedyouarewithit.”

SomethingmenacingandsavageroaredinsideDraco’schest.Hedidn’trealisehewasliterallyshakingwithrage,untilPottersuddenlyturnedaroundtohim.DracofeltawarmhandonhisshoulderasPotter’sexpressionturnedfromamusedtoconcerned.

“Areyouokay?”heasked,squeezingDraco’sshoulder.Dracojumped,asifastinginghexhadjustbeenflungathim.HeleanedawayfromPotter’stouch,realisingmuchtoolatethathehadleanedintoPotter’sbody,asifheweretryingtosnuggleintohischest.Oh,damnit.

“I’mmarvellous,”hesaidthroughgrittedteeth.“Noneedtogethandsy,Potter.”