𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

Chapter 10

Draco had known from the start that waking up that morning wasn't a good idea. No, wait. Taking Harry's advice to do take the job wasn't a good idea. Why, for Merlin's sake, did he, Draco Malfoy, listened to that stupid, egoistic, full of himself, damned handsome, Harry Potter? He must have lost it. Totally. Without any doubt.

Draco stared at all the muggle devices in front of him. Then at the ingredients he should be using. He looked at Josh, who looked back at him in expectation. Draco gulped and with what he would describe as a steady looking hand, because Malfoys don't shudder, no no no… he made to get hold of some dark beans Josh called his most precious espresso coffee beans. Josh eyes widened and his lips contracted into a smile. Draco sighed. He did it right. Draco then put the beans into the closest to him cup and without thinking added milk into the cup. Josh stopped smiling and slapped Draco's hand away, taking the blond totally aback.

"What?" Draco shrieked and watched amazed but just a little bit terrorized at how Josh's vein just about his right eye twitched whenever he got really angry.

"It's been the thousand time that I've been telling you that THAT is not the right way to make a Macchiato!" Josh screamed.

"How the hell was I supposed to know!" Draco screamed back. Josh stared.

"Are you that dumb?"

"Stop insulting me!"

"So you know the big words too, now, buddy?" Josh exclaimed. It was Draco's vein time to twitch but before he could say anything Josh took the rest of the beans from Draco's hand and started to work. "Now watch, you pathetic excuse of a man!"

"You bastard!" Draco exclaimed.

"Shut up and watch!" and made to put the beans in a grinding machine but Josh felt Draco stop him. The dyed blond man shot Draco his most irritated look, but the other man did not flitch.

"I can't! Okay, Josh? I can't learn all the ways to make a cup of coffee! I don't even understand what's the difference between a Macchiato, an espresso, a mocha, or what the hell you call them, okay? I can't! I can't!"

Josh listened to Draco's ramblings and slowly put the beans back on the counter. The older man sighed loudly. Draco stared at him.

"You learned the names, though…" Josh said and sighed again. "Listen, Draco…" he continued. Draco blinked at the calm and soft way Josh talked. "I think that everyone can do anything, if they want to… maybe not in the best way, but good enough to do the job. Do you understand what I am saying?"

Draco just blinked and the snorted.

"You tried to train me as a waiter…" Draco said and he was sure Josh smiled.

"That was really a bad idea…" the older man said. "It's a pity a handsome man like you can't move around the place, shaking his ass in front of the girls, or the boys… oh, man, that would surely have attracted a lot of possible clients…" Josh said bluntly. Draco felt his face reddening. Well… he would have liked the attention, yeah… "But…" Josh continued as he searched through his pockets, "You almost broke all my beautiful glasses…" he said in the end, remembering Draco trying to balance the tray in his right hand, while, slaloming around. Josh didn't want to think about it.

"Well, I hate to serve, anyway…" Draco said.

"Yeah, I reckon you do…" Josh smiled at him and took out a cigarette. Draco felt himself smiling back. "So I'm not going to push you in that direction… but it's a pity… imagine all the possible clients… such a pity…" Josh said.

"So…?" Draco asked, deep down hoping Josh would fire him, so he could return to his peaceful muggle home, with his only fear being that old ghoul…