lt.thatbastard!howdarehe!

drao’seyesnarrowedashewilledhisheekstopaleagain.no,hewouldn’tgivepotterthatmuhpower.hewouldgooutthereandproveheouldstanduptohim.maybehe’devenfindpotterwasn’tthatgreatatall.beause,really,hewasn’t.hewasjustanannoyingprat,withhisannoyinghair,hisannoyingeyes,hisannoyingvoie,hisannoyingdimples,hisannoying—ugh!

draosquaredhisshouldersashewalkedbaktothetable.grangerwastellingastory,itappeared.

“potter,”draosaid,fhisvoietosoundlow.afewheadsturned,inludingpotter’s.hewaslookingatdraoasifhehadbeenwaitingtoseehim.momentarilytakenabak,draolearedhisthroatbeforehespokeagain.“you’reinmyseat,”hesaidftly.

“oh,”potterreplied,eloquently,makingnomovetogetup.helookedaround,tookouthiswandandflikeditone.draogaspedashewassuddenlyknokedoffhisfeet,onlytofindhimselfsittinginahair,wedgedbetweenlunaandpotter.“thereyougo,”thepratsaid,grinning,beforeheturnedhisattentionbaktogranger.

whatthefuk!howwasdraosupposedtoatdignifiedwhenthiswaswhathehadtoputupwith?

heautomatiallyreahedforhiswine,butstoppedwhenhenotiedthereweretwodrinksinfrontofhim.

“iorderedyouoneaswell,”lunasaid,pointingatthepurpledrink.“butididn’twanttoanelthewine,inaseyouwantedtosolittlemore.youseemtolikedoingthat.”

baffled,draolookedatthedrink,thenatluna.heouldn’ttellifshewasmakingfunofhim.shetookherowngssandraisedit.

“cheers,”shesaid,smilingathim.slowly,draomimikedherpose,finallylinkingtheirgssestogether.hepeekedsidewaysashedrank,wrinklinghisnoseashespottedthebeerinfrontofpotter.thepratreallyhadnotaste.figures.