“Psst,Drao,”Pansyhissed.“Wanttomakeabet?”

Draoarhedaneyebrowatherdevioussmileandthewayshewasurlingherfingerunderherhin.

“I’mgood,”hedelined.

“Butyouhaven’tevenheardityet.”

“Idon’tneedto.”

“WhatifitinvolvesgettingintoPotter’spants?”shesmirked.Draoshotheradarklook.

“Hey,you’renotmakinganybetsinvolving…Harry’spants,”Weasleysaid.“Espeiallynotyou,”headded,pointingatDrao.

“What’sthatsupposedtomean?”Draoasked,inredulously.

“Let’sjust—Nobets,okay?”Grangersaid,herhandsoutstrethedbetweenherboyfriendandDrao,asifshewastryingtopreventthemfromjumpingoutoftheirseatsandstartaduel.

“Whatever,”Draomuttered,rossinghisarmsinfrontofhishest.

“Aw,don’tpout,Drao.I’msurethere’llbeplentyofhanestogetintoPotter’spants,”Bisesniggered,pattingDrao’sshoulder.Sazar’sballs!Thiseveninghadbeenamistake.Heshouldhavejuststayedathome…

“WhatdidImiss?”Potteraskedashesatdownagain.

“Nothing,”Draosaidhastily.HeturnedtoPotter,tryingtomakesurenobodyelseaughthisattentionandfilledhimin.Hiseffortwasredunt,herealised,sinePotter’seyeswerealreadyfixedonhim.

“Here,Ibroughtyouanother,”hesaid,Draothewineinhishand.

“Ireallyshouldn’t,”Draosaid,immediatelywrenhingthegssoutofPotter’sgripandtakingaswig.

“O-kay,”Pottersaid,soundingseptialandamusedatthesametime.“Ithinkyoushoulddrinkthisontheside.”HepedagssofwaterinfrontofDrao,asifitwasn’tabigdeal.And…ofourseitwasn’t.Itwasjustwater.Andyet,Draostaredatitinwonder.

“Whatareyounow,myhaperone?”hesaid,unabletowithholdateasingsmile.

“Youlooklikeyouneedone,”Potterquipped.“Although,‘haperone’isn’tquitewhatIwasgoingfor.”

“Oh?”Drao’sheadwasswimming.DrinkingandbeingthislosetoPotterreallywasn’tagoodombination.

“Beingahaperoneistoo…restriting.”Potterfshedhimanirritatinglyutesmile.

“Don’tdothat,”Draosaid,furrowinghisbrows.

“WhatamIdoing?”Potterasked,puzzled.

“Don’tgoaround,showingpeopleyourdimplesasifit’snothing.”

Potterblinked.“I—What?”

Ugh,whywasPottersodense?

“Yourdimples,”Draosaid,emphatially.HejabbedafingeratPotter’sheek,pokingitrepeatedly.

“Ow,Drao,”Potterhalf-heartedlyprotested,hislipsstrethingintoanothersmile.

“Nodimples,”Draosaid,defiantly.

“Ididn’trealisemydimplesaresooffending,”Pottersniggered.

“Theyare,”Draosaid,sowlingstubbornly.“Very.”

“Isthereanythingelseaboutmethat’soffendingyou?”Potteraskedwithastrangetwinkleinhiseyes.

Draolookedhimupanddown,tryingtohoosehiswordsarefully.“Holy,Potter,youshouldknowbynowthatbasiallyeverythingaboutyouisoffending,”hedrawled.Itwasn’tuntrue.

“Ithinkyoureyesarewhat’soffendinghimthemost,”Biseunhelpfullyhippedin.“Andprobablyyourhair.And…”Hefeignedrefletivenessbeforeheshruggedandleanedbak.“Yeah,no,he’sright.It’severything.”

“I’msosorrytohearthat,”Pottergrinned.

Draohastilyreahedforhiswine.WasitpossiblePotterhadfinallylearnedtograsptheoofsubtext?Nah.Draowasprobablywovernothing.

“YouknowwhatIfindoffending?”Pottersaidinalowvoie.Draoshothimawarylook.“Thatshirt.”

IfDraohatedonething,itwasbeingflustered.

“Unsurprising,”hesaid,tryingtosoundlikehedidn’tare.“Onelookatyourlothessayseverything.”

Itreallydid.ThebeigejumperhewaswearingwasthemostbthingDraohadeverseen.Atleastitomplimentedhisskintone.Anditdidbringouttheolourofhiseyes.Abit.DraohadalsonotiedthatthejumperwasalittletoobigforPotter,buthehadrolledthesleevesuptohiselbows,exposinghisforearms,hislovelydarkskin…ThegreyMugglejeansalsoweren’tastightasDraolikedhisowntrousers,and,horrifyingly,theywererippedattheknees.

“Youdon’tapprove?”Potterasked,notsoundingonebitlikehewantedanyone’sapproval.Heleanedbakinhishairandputonelegovertheother,hisanklerestingonhisknee.Andthen,heputhisarmbakonDrao’shair.

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