My Damned Lover: Third Year

Chapter 61

Seraphina spotted Draco's blonde hair and grinned. She weaved through the thick crowd of students and approached him. "Boo!" She jumped in front of him with her hands out like claws. 

Draco raised an eyebrow at her as he glanced at her curled fingers. "Are you supposed to be a cat or a bear? I can't really tell." 

"A cat, so I can claw your eyes out," Seraphina quipped. 

"I would've picked a bear since it can maul people. See? That's why Slytherins are the smartest." Draco tapped his temple with two fingers and smirked. 

Seraphina rolled her eyes. "And that's exactly why Slytherins can't take a joke." She motioned towards the sweet shop. "Are we going in or what, Mr. Bear?" 

"Ah, are you insinuating how I was your teddy bear that night in the Great Hall?" Draco wiggled his eyebrows with a grin and leaned towards her. "Clever. For a Gryffindor." 

"And you're as sly as a Slytherin could be," Seraphina scoffed and hoped he didn't see her red ears or he would never stop teasing her about it. She gave him a light shove before entering the store. She grabbed a basket and headed right for the glacial snow flakes but paused when she noticed the entire shelf was empty. She frowned and wondered if they had relocated her favorite sweets. 

She stopped a worker and politely asked, "Excuse me, do you know where the glacial snow flakes are?" 

"We're out of stock," he said and swiftly walked away. 

Her jaw dropped. Out of stock?! B-But that's impossible! What am I supposed to do without my weekly stash?! I ate the last one yesterday because I thought I could get my hands on some more today. This isn't turning out to be such a great birthday. 

"What's wrong with your expression? You look like you ate a puking pastille," Draco snorted. 

"My day is ruined," Seraphina whispered. 

"What?" 

"There are no more glacial snow flakes. They're out of stock." 

"And that's a reason to say your day is ruined?" Draco shook his head. "You need to get out more- OOF!" He doubled over as she landed a hard punch in his abdomen. 

"This is a serious matter," Seraphina growled. 

He coughed a couple times before sitting up. "Okay, drama queen." 

Her head whipped around, and she glared icily at him. He held up his hands with a shrug. "We can leave now, right? Come on. The smell of sweets is starting to make me feel like I ate a puking pastille." Draco shuddered and walked away. 

Seraphina pouted heavily as her shoulders deflated with disappointment. It was like a Dementor had sucked the happiness right out of her. 

"Come on, Seraphina," Draco hollered from afar. 

"I'm coming. Don't get your knickers in a twist," she muttered before trudging after him. They left the sweet shop, and she sighed, "Where to next?" 

"The Shrieking Shack," Draco quipped. 

"You CANNOT be serious." Seraphina gave him a look of disbelief. 

Draco smirked. "And what if I am?" Seraphina frowned. 

"Then you can go there on your own and I'll go find my friends. Good day, Draco." She walked past him, but he wrapped an arm around her stomach to stop her. "Bloody hell, Seraphina. And you say Slytherins can't take jokes."