Inescapable | Drarry + Bleville ✔︎

Chapter 24

Draco's POV:

He stepped into the Great Hall alone, kind of wishing Blaise wasn't so busy with whatever he was doing so he wouldn't feel like a loser.

The soft music plays but is relatively covered by the loud chattering and laughing all around.

He was dressed in a suit and tie, one his father instructed him to wear. It was nice, but knowing his father got it made him feel disgusting somehow. He tried his best not to dwell too much on it.

The more he looked around, the more the thoughts dissipated. They finally dissappeared with his eyes found their way towards a familar looking couple. One with long red hair, the other with messy black hair. It can't be... it was. Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter.

He tried to breathe as to not cry or scream, or whatever his body might try to do to react to this fury he felt inside of him. After everything that happened between them?!

There was no way he was staying here. Besides, he had a quest. What better way to get it done now?

He stomps towards the seventh floor, then turning to the left corridor. There was the wall, empty and grey. He stepped in front of it.

'I need the room with the necklace. I need the room with the necklace.' After saying that in his head one last time, the door slowly appeared in front of him.

He turns the handle and is met with a very disorganized room. The same room he found almost a year ago. He smirks. Perfect.

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Blaise's POV:

"Ok, now add the blueberries into the mix." Hunter instructs, pushing the blueberries over to Blaise.

He grabs a handful and throw it into the bowl and starts mixing. It feels heavy and hard to mix.

"I don't think I can mix it." Blaise says.

"Ah, not enough liquid. Try to add some more lemon juice and vanilla extract." Hunter suggests, which Blaise does.

He tries to mix it again, but it's still too thick. Blaise sighs. "I keep messing up." He nearly whispers.

"It's ok. Believe it or not, us bakers mess up quite a lot. Especially those who are self-taught. You will get it!" Hunter encourages.

"I don't know... I might give it to him and he'll hate it because it doesn't taste the same."

"Well, if this boy, whoever he is, doesn't like it then he is an ungrateful troll. However, I'm sure he will appreciate someone going out of their way to do something like this for them. By the way, what other things are you planning to get for this person?" Hunter asks.

"I'm still figuring that out. But I did find this really soft blanket that's pretty big, then herbology supplies and-"

"Is this a Hufflepuff?" Hunter asks.

"No... a Gryffindor." Blaise says.

"Oh... Oh!" Hunter exclaims as Blaise adds a tiny bit more vanilla into the bowl. Oddly enough, that did the trick and he smiled brightly.

"Why are you saying it like that?" Blaise asks.

"Because I know who it is!" Hunter sings. "But, no shame here. I fully support whoever you decide to love. In fact, all love is supported from me. So, if you happen to express your feelings for that person to me, no judgement, I promise on Helga Hufflepuff's grave! But, if you don't want to tell me, I understand too." This was the most Hunter spoke at once and it made him realize just how energetic the guy was. He spoke quick and rambled on, but was really really happy about it.