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49. the three broomsticks

TRAINING WHEELS

THE THREE BROOMSTICKS

049

The Three Broomsticks was far warmer than the Hog's Head and a lot cleaner too. Amora plucked her gloves off of her hands as she stood in the doorway, scanning the cosy pub for the friends that she was obligated to meet and rubbing her numb hands together to gain some warmth or feeling.

Draco's platinum locks stuck out like a snowy dove trooping with crows from where he sat in a booth towards the back of the room. He was smiling faintly at something that Theo was saying, his hands resting around his Butterbeer, but, as if he felt her eyes on him, Draco lifted his head, silver eyes twinkling at the sight of her standing there.

Biting down on her bottom lip to prevent a grin taking over her face, Amora's heart fluttered when all of the Slytherins turned to look at her now, waving her over. When she was with them she forgot all about Leon and Kathy and the rest of her housemates who were defending their new Quidditch captain. Occasionally, Amora felt herself wishing she had been put in Slytherin just so she could see them more often.

"There she is," Blaise greeted, standing up so she could slide into the booth next to Pansy, opposite Draco.

She would have loved to sit next to him, but the pub was crawling with Hogwarts students-- even if they were sitting in one of the darkest corners. At least when she sat next to Pansy she could come up with some sort of excuse for being within a three foot radius of Draco Malfoy. One that didn't include being his girlfriend.

Pansy brought out her wand as Amora shrugged her coat and scarf off, tossing her beanie onto the table in front of her. She cast a quick warming charm on the brunette, causing Amora to smile. She grabbed Pansy's arm and gave her a small half-hug, making Pansy jump a little in surprise.

"You'll quickly realise we're not really huggers, Amora," Pansy said, "Although, I would have thought you'd have caught on by now, considering we've been hanging out since the school year started back up."

Amora shrugged. "I'll make you all huggers. My favourites are group hugs," she teased.

Theo's eyes widened and he feigned gagging. "No. Nope. No way."

Amora wiggled her brows. "One day, Theo."

Draco was smirking in amusement for a few moments before he slid out of the booth. "Butterbeer?" He asked Amora.

Amora would have stood up too if Blaise wasn't blocking her way out. She shook her head. "No, it's fine. I can get it."

"No," Draco said plainly, "I'm getting it for you."

The brunette girl tore her gaze away for a split second to fumble for some Galleons in her coat pocket, only to find Draco had disappeared by the time she glanced back up. Sagging back in her seat in defeat, Amora placed the coins on the table and pouted with a frown.

"Don't be stubborn, Amora," Pansy said, "It barely makes a dent in Draco's wallet. Take advantage of it. He won't pay for ours."

Amora giggled a little and shook her head. "I forget he's a Malfoy."

"How?" Blaise retorted, "It's all he goes on about."

Amora remembered thinking the same thing about Draco before they started dating; that his entire personality was built off of the fact that he was the Malfoy heir and a pureblood, but she hadn't thought of him in that way in such a long time. When Amora saw Draco, she never thought of him as Lucius Malfoy's son or some rich kid-- she just saw him. It was insanely cheesy, but true.