love over lattes // drarry

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"Who was that?" Draco peeked from behind the counter, wiping the mugs with a black cloth.

Pansy sighed, "No idea, probably just some weirdo."

"What did he do?"

"He was trying to look inside." She rolled her eyes with a scoff.

"Pans." He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "I thought you were smart. He could have been a customer."

"Oh yeah." She sighed, "I forgot that I was supposed to be nice to people." She grimmed sheepishly and shrugged.

He sighed, "You're gonna get our cafe closed even before it's one month mark."

"I won't do it again! Promise!" She squeezed his hand and joined him in cleaning the mugs. Draco just rolled his eyes, she would definitely do it again.

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"You!" Vernon pointed a stubby finger at him, "Go make me tea."

"Yes, Uncle Vernon." Harry said obediently and moved towards the kitchen to brew some tea. As the water boiled, his mind travelled back to his encounter with that scary girl with black hair.

He poured the tea into a white cup and placed it in front of his Uncle who sneered and sipped, his round face scrunched up in concentration to look for any small flaw in the brew.

After a few sips and Harry impatiently tapping his foot at the floor, he finally grunted in annoyance, signaling him to leave.

Harry sighed.

He couldn't wait to move out soon.

Summer had just started after his last year of school and his birthday was two months later. As soon as he turned eighteen he would pack his bags and find a place of his own, somewhere far away from this shitty hellhole.

The only good thing about living with the Dursleys was that he had learned to cook. He could cook every dish Aunt Petunia had forced taught him over the years.

He wandered off to his bedroom, his thoughts stuck on the coffee shop. There was something that made him think about that shop more often than he wanted to, he just wanted to meet the owner.

Stepping into his sneakers, he left for the coffee shop again.