- ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
Draco lifts his head up, shooting a glance towards his left to the witch staring shamelessly at him, his pale eyes settling on her, grunting irritably,
"Do you ever mind your own business?"
Oonagh pondered silently, tuc...
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𝕯raco had to be in the worst mood known to man.
On top of his frustrations in result of one Vanishing Cabinet and the broken up forty minutes of sleep he's had in the last twenty four hours, he also had Crabbe and Goyle whining in his ears like teenage girls because they wanted in on his task. No matter how many times Draco said they were to be only guards outside the Room of Requirements for him, they continued to persist.
Fortunately, Draco managed to place Blaise between them to create some space, and as soon as the food appeared on the tables, the boys became preoccupied stuffing their faces.
On his other side, Theo lowered his browning book down, piping up to the group, "Have you all signed up for the Apparition lessons?"
At the beginning of the new term, the sixth years all had awoken to a notice being pinned up to the notice boards in each of the common rooms, involving information for Apparition lessons. If you were seventeen or to be seventeen before the next August 31st, there was a twelve week course of Apparition lessons for only twelve galleons.
Since then, the lessons had been the talk of the sixth year students, all eagerly scribbling their names at the bottom of the list to take part. Blaise swallowed a sip of water, placing his glass back down to the table, nodding,
"I want to take the test as soon as possible. I've done side along with Mother before, it shouldn't be too difficult"
Draco grunts irritably at that, still finding it absolutely ridiculous that you have to wait until you turn seventeen to take the test and earn a license. They're all in their seventeenth year, why did it matter that they had to have their birthday?
Theo nudges his side, a smirk playing on his lips, teasing, "You're still not sour that you're a baby, are you, Malfoy?"
"Fuck off" He sneers, nudging him much harshly back as the others snicker. Of course they were already seventeen or due to be seventeen soon, even Pansy's birthday was before his. Draco had to wait until bloody June. He might not even be here by June.
"Speaking of birthdays, we haven't done a party in ages. And we want one" Pansy chirped up, speaking on behalf of the girls of her mini posse, all of them nodding their heads eagerly from the next group over.
Blaise quirks an eyebrow, leaning forwards to see past Draco's forward facing brooding to the said group of girls, pointing out, "It's no one's birthday coming up"
Daphne giggles, twirling some of her golden locks around her finger, shuffling closer to Theo as she replies, "Who said we need a birthday? Only a party"
Pansy hums, lowering her chin to rest on her hand, inky eyelashes batting in a manner that's supposed to be alluring in the direction of the light haired boy, asking sweetly,
