The remaining day was full of excitement. The youngsters apparated to Hogsmeade village and diverged into slighter groups. Ron was working with George, so he was catering to the holiday spirits. Ginny and Harry drove to Three Broomsticks on a date.
Ginny insisted on going to the cute coffee shop across the street. Harry replied, "Pink stores remind me of Umbridge and Skeeter. I despise those witches." Obviously, the day had been laughter and joy for them.
On the other hand, the Slytherins and Blaise decided to hang out at a local shop. It was spacious yet crowded. Hermione had convinced the boys to search for Christmas presents after this. The bell chimed as the group entered the dimly lit hall. There were aesthetic candles placed at the centre of each table.
A bald, stout man came into view, "How may I help you?"
Hermione responded, "We'd like a table for four, please." As the figure guided them to the corner-most seat, Theo pitched in, "Could you serve us some water? I'm parched." Hermione took her seat next to Draco, leaving Theo to fret beside Blaise. The glasses materialised, and Blaise took a gulp of water. Besides having a fortune left behind, Blaise had something more significantly noticeable features with him. He couldn't swallow water before puffing it in his mouth.
A cute waiter came to take their order and flirted with Theo, "Morning! What can I get you, beautiful people, today?" Blaise wished he hadn't seen the pout on Draco's face because he unwillingly spat water on Theo's face. The entire table amusingly glared at Blaise as the Gryffindor hid his face behind his palms. "I'm sorry?"
Theo snarled, "You better be. I'm wet from head to toe." The waiter's grin widened more, "Well, I do have a thing for wet-"
Hermione discerned where the conversation was headed as she shouted, "We'll have four servings of pancakes with maple syrup." The waiter moaned at the lost opportunity as he noted their order. Theo might have observed the waiter walk until he was out of sight.
Blaise buzzed, "Nott, you remember Lovegood? Your girlfriend?"
Theo scoffed, "Of course I do!"
Draco smirked, 'Then why are you looking at that man like a piece of meat."
Theo blushed as he shoved a glass of water in front of Draco. "Weren't you thirsty? Drink." As he slid the glass towards the blonde, he knocked the candle on the table.
Hermione sounded petrified, "Theo, what're you doing? Are you planning to kill us?" She got up from her chair and nearly exclaimed, "Aguamenti," to take care of the rising smoke.
Blaise cried, "He's too occupied staring at his crush to care about us!"
"Okay! I like him! Satisfied?"
The rest of their meal was filled with bickering, Theo having an appetite of a wild mammoth, Blaise making inappropriate innuendos, and Draco insulting the two to Hermione.
Draco whispered, "I swear on Merlin, I'm sure Theo should have been a Weasley instead of me."
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The Malfoy Mystery
FanfictionOne day, Draco felt himself changing. No, not like puberty, but something else. He discovers things about himself that his family has hidden since his birth. His family, his entire life had been a hoax. He has trouble accepting this reality and has...
