Potterblinked,lettinggoofDrao’sshoulderimmediately.Buthedidn’tremovehisarmfromthebakofhishair.Draowantedtoshoveitaway,butrefrained.HeremindedhimselfnottogivePottersomuhpoweroverhim.But,Merlin,ifasimpletouhontheshoulderhadthateffetonhim,whatwouldhappenif—No!Notnow.Wait,no,notever!Hewouldneverthinkaboutthat.

AsPotterreahedforhisdrink,hisarmwassuddenlypressedagainstDrao’sbak,makinghimjumpyetagain.Potterobviouslyhosetoignoreitashetookaswigand,irritatingly,stayedinthatposition.Draowasthislosetostompingontheprat’sfoot,onlydistratedbythetinglingthattrikleddownhisspine.Hisheartwasraingasifhehadjustbeenrunningfromahippogriff,hisheadspinningfromthealohol.

WhenBisestartedughingatsomethingPotterhadjustsaid,andnudgedhim,Draofinallyhadenough.Hestartedtogetuptogotothelooagain,butahandonhisthighstartledhimintoploppingdown.Helookedatthelittlehand,thedarkblue,glitterynailsandpaleskin,beforehiseyessnappeduptoLuna’sfae.

“Bise,”shesaid,“maybeyouandIshouldswithpes.Idon’tthinkDraoistoofondofyouflirtingwithHarry.”

Draofroze,everymusleinhisbodylenhing.HestaredatLuna,inredulously,feelinglikehehadjustbeenpunhedinthefae.Hisheekshadneverfeltsohot.

“Isthatso?”Bisesaid,evidentlyamused.“Well,webetterkeepourlittledragonfromspittingfire.Wewouldn’twantanybodytogethurt,nowwouldwe?”

DraoheardBisepushingbakhishairashewathedLunarisefromhersandsteparoundhim.WhenBisesatdowntohim,hepattedDrao’skneewithatoothygrin.

“Thereyougo,Drao,”hesaid.“Youanrexnow.”

Oh,ifonlylooksouldkill.Unfortunately,BiseseemednowherenearthreatenedandsimplysniggeredwhileDraogloweredathim.Hewantedtoturnawayfromthebastard,butthatwouldmeanhewouldhavetolookatPotter,whihreallywasn’tanappealingalternative.Atall.Fukeverything!WhatinSazar’snamewashesupposedtodonow?

Pottershiftedbesidehim,rubbinghisarmagainstDrao’sbakintheproess.Oh,fortheloveof—

“Isthattrue?”Potterwhispered,hishotbreathtiklingDrao’sear.“Doyou…”Helettherestofthesenteneglingbetweenthem,feedingthebzingfireinthepitofDrao’sstomah.

“What!”Draosnapped,finallyturningaroundtohim.HewasmomentarilytakenabakbyPotter’sexpression,whihwasamused,buthealsolooked…urious?“You’resofullofyourself.”

“What?Ididn’t—Lunawastheonewhosaid—I—”

“Merlin,Potter,don’tstrainyourself.Yourheadisgoingtoexplode.”

DraobittheinsideofhisheekasPotterregardedhimwithastrangeexpression.HeleanedbakinhisseatandstarteddrumminghisfingersonDrao’shair;itsentwavesofshokthroughhisbody.Itwasalmosttoomuh,theantiipationofPotter’sfingersaidentallymissingthehairandbrushingagainstDraoinstead…

“Youdolooktense,”Potterremarked.

“Well,youlooklikeahump!”Smooth,Drao,realsmooth.

“Arewereallybaktopettyinsults?”Potterasked.“Man,youwerealotmoreompanionablewhenwewereatlunh.”

Draostiffened,espeiallywhenhesawBise’sfaelightinguplikeaChristmastree.

“Ooooh,really?”hesmirked.“Tellusmore!Youguyshadlunhtogether?When?”

“Twoweeksago,”Pottersaid.

“Well,well,well,”Bisesaid,gazingatDrao.“Youneversaidanything.”

“Itwasn’tworthmentioning,”Draodrawled,refusingtolookatPotter.

“Youwerealotnierthen,Malfoy,”Pottermuttered.

“Hey,whydon’tyoustartallinghimDrao?”Bisesmirked.“Sine,youknow,youguysalreadywentonadateandeverything.”

“Itwasn’tadate!”

“Oh,shush,youlukybastard.”

DraowantedtograbBiseandshakehim.Whatdidhethinkhewasdoing?

“Um…Imean,Iould—Ifyou—”

DraoturnedtofaePotter,whowassuddenlyratherflustered.

“Iwouldn’tmindallingyoubyyourfirstname,”hesaid.

Instintively,Draorolledhiseyes.“DoIlooklikeIare?”

“Alright…Drao.”

Itwasasiffireworkshadjustgoneoffsomewherearoundhismidriffandtheheatwasturninghisinsidesintowarm,moltenhoote.

Fuk.

“Whatever,Potter.”

“You…err—YouanalsoallmeHarry…ifyouwant.”

Draosnorted,maskinghisnervousness.“Don’tountonit,Potter,”hesaidinhismostsuperiorvoie,whilehepressedhispalmsagainsthisthighstokeephishandsfromshaking.

“He’llomearound,”Bisesaidwithadismissivegesture.“He’sabittimid.”

Pottersnortedintohisbeerandstartedoughing.“Right,”hespluttered.

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