RECKLESS FUN | Blaise Zabini | Au

15- EXAMS AND THE BOGGART

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THE PARTY AFTER THE MATCH went on all night into the early morning. No one came to tell those were celebrating at five am to go to sleep. The Gryffindors guessed their Head of the house had herself gone down to Hogsmeade to celebrate her house winning the Quidditch House Cup which was why their own celebrations weren't interrupted. They also figured that since the woman was from Scotland, it meant that when she would celebrate and drink, it wasn't done lightly. When it was little past six in the morning, Fred, George, Lee and Zoe were pretty much the only ones who were still relentlessly up celebrating.

It had been wild. One of the sofas in the Gryffindor common room got entirely destroyed as people had sat on it and someone started to Levitate it so high that when he got distracted and the sofa dropped, it was in many pieces. Several things got thrown out of the window, including someone's vomit. There was one sixth-year student wearing only a towel around his waist and singing Happy Birthday to a weasel. Someone had an argument about which tower was taller, the Ravenclaw or Gryffindor tower. This was why Zoe and some boy on their seventh-year climbed out of the window of the tower to the top of the roof quite dangerously, attaching a broken leg of the coach on top of the cone shaped roof to make it taller.

Oliver had decided to party with the Fred, George, Lee and Zoe the entire night. He said we would do everything they would, ignoring the warnings of everyone. This was why he was found passed out on one of the common room sofas in fetal-position. He was using a small Gryffindor flag which only covered his belly as a blanket, with Gryffyndur written over his forehead with red paint.

The exhilaration of winning the Quidditch Cup lasted a week in the Gryffindor house. Fred, George and Zoe enjoyed reminding the Gryffindor Quidditch team and themselves about it by randomly bringing it up and saying something along the lines: "Remember the time when we won the Cup?"

After few days, the joke kind of wore out by everyone's over-use of it.

Zoe was bothered by her and Draco's terms. After a week of the match, they still hadn't talked to each other. She wanted to talk to him, but didn't really dare to look in his direction because she sensed his coldness without looking and knew he probably didn't want to talk to her. Zoe didn't blame Draco, she was very competitive too and could be a quite a sore loser sometimes.

On Sunday morning though Zoe decided she had to do something about it. She waited for her cousin to arrive to breakfast in front of the Great Hall while holding a stack of toast and few apples.

As usual, Draco was accompanied by Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle when he arrived. As she approached them they all seemed to be eyeing her suspiciously as they were unsure of her intentions. However they waited for her to speak.

"Draco... want to go for a walk?"

The Slytherin boys exchanged looks.

"Fine." he said then.

Zoe handed him some of the toasts and the other apple before they started walking across the lawn towards the Black Lake while munching their food in silence. She tried to use it as a good way to gather her words. She was never good in apologies, mostly because it meant showing emotions and being serious, which she was always very poor at.

"I'm sorry." Zoe ended up blurting with her mouth full of toast. She accidentally inhaled the bread crumbs into her throat and started coughing. Draco looked at her with very furrowed brows. She cleared her throat as she gathered herself. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Draco asked, having a slight edge to his voice as his eyes narrowed.

Zoe knew he didn't want to pity to anything related to the Quidditch match.