Note: Hey guys! Sorry it took so long to update, I was busy fixing some mistakes and editing. Someone kindly pointed out that I had previously mentioned that Blaise was engaged to Millicent, not Pansy, so that mistake has been fixed, amongst others. This chapter is a bit of a monster, and I probably should've broken it into two chapters, but I was so excited to write.
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"Hey Draco?" Harry asked, leaning against the counter next to the blond.
"Yes?" Draco responding, sounding slightly annoyed.
The store had been busy all morning, and it was beginning to wear on all of them.
"I was just wondering...did you happen to leave a hangover potion on my coffee table last night?"
Draco raised an eyebrow.
"No, I did not, as I was thoroughly annoyed with you. I had hoped that you would suffer."
"Oh. Okay. I must've put it there before going out..." Harry lied, frowning slightly as he did so.
"Mhm..." Draco hummed. "So, are you still coming out tonight with Pansy and I?"
Harry smirked.
"I thought you were sick of me?"
Draco sighed dramatically.
"I am. Pansy, however, is not."
"Where are we going?"
"Usual muggle pub. Can't remember what it's called...."
"Royal Oak?" Harry supplied.
"Yeah. That one."
"Hm. We're going out for drinks again then?"
"You aren't allowed to drink anymore." Draco stated.
"Aw, come on. Maybe Pansy can drag me home this time."
"Absolutely not."
"Fine."
****
4 hours later, Harry held a non-alcoholic Sangria in his hand, listening to the rock band that was playing at the front of the pub.
Draco wrinkled his nose up in distaste.
"It's awfully loud in here!" He yelled to Pansy.
Pansy grinned.
"I know! It's great, isn't it?"
Harry laughed as Draco's look of distaste turned to a full on glare.
"So, Pansy, what are you doing now that you're out of Hogwarts?" Harry asked, leaning over to closer to yell into her ear.
"I'm actually a journalist for The Daily Prophet." She responded.
Harry frowned.
"Do you ever have to work with Rita Skeeter?"
Pansy quickly shook her head.
"I would never work with that witch! No, I'm never really in the office, since I'm always looking for a good article to write, or trying to snatch up an exclusive interview."
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