#rhys hawkworth

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Chapter 39: This Has Gone On Long Enough [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"I just really, really think we should get married," she told him. "I've given it some thought, and I think it's a really good idea."

"Can it wait?" he asked, as she turned, momentarily stabbing at an oncoming Zodiac and shoving them into the outstretched arms of an Unspeakable. "Here," Draco added, handing her one of the triangles as she promptly turned to slice it across a Zodiac Killer's throat, then proceeded to use them as a barricade for the oncoming spell that whizzed past Daphne Greengrass' shoulder. "Okay, cool, bloodier than I thought you were going for, but okay - "

"I mean, regarding marriage, it can definitely wait," she assured him, using the dead Zodiac to absorb one more errant spell before permitting the body to fall limply to the floor, "but hopefully not very long. I think I'm very tired of not being married to you, Draco Malfoy. The whole concept of it is frankly very dull."

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Oh my god, so we’re starting with Dramione?! Yayayayayayayayayay!!!!!!(does a little tap-dance with sombrero dangling off of head.)

(Just so you know guys, I have already read this chapter roughly five times(I couldn’t control myself!) and all my reactions are not actual live reations, but roll with it.)

A whiff of something familiar that tickled his nose to consciousness; a faint hint of gardenias.Oh my god oh my god I know what that is..its Hermione’s perfume,right, from Clean and Marked!?

Hermione's perfume. See? I told ya.

"I wouldn't keep her very far," he commented, and Draco frowned, recognizing neither the man nor the intent behind his reference. Cause you’re not really into her yet, son. It takes time. But look what we got here: another Dramione shipper! Welcome to the fam son, your name?

"You're a motherfucking swine," Daisy snapped,  Yeah, tell him, girl!

"My father," Daisy interrupted, "has nothing to do with this." You poor, innocent child. *pats hair gently*

"Okay, listen up you little shitbag, I - mphhmhihm-" Ewww. Is it just me or does it look-sound like he’s kissed her. He’s most likely gagged her though.

Draco had once hoped himself that she would stop talking, he determined that a disconcerting form of wish-fulfillment. The snark levels of this guy, like honestly. He’s probably going to die but *gestures hands wildly* 

Draco caught the outline of a tattoo at the base of his throat, tucking the observation in the back of his mind for later. Okay, another guy from the mysterious infinity club. I’m going to save this info for later too.

Demonstration of what excessive snark levels make you:  "Sounds like breaking and entering," Draco commented in reply. "Though, considering you already have kidnapping checked off the list, I suppose that's nothing remarkable, is it?"

Draco Malfoy. They make you Draco Malfoy.

"I have surveillance charms set up in my office," she said tightly, not quite looking at Hermione. "I know you and Malfoy took my files, but I figured once you saw I wasn't covering anything up you'd simply return them. I thought it would be better to let you think you had me fooled," she exhaled, sighing out the irony, "so you'd figure out on your own that you could trust me." You little shit, Carnegie. You’re also kinda like Harry y’know. Just more, slytherin-ish.

Draco, again, felt a twinge of guilt at having once made the same assertion. I love how they keep coming back to this non-consequential piece of information.  

"You know," Draco ventured tangentially, "I have a tattoo myself." Yours is one heck of a tattoo son. Really..um, sophisticated. Also, I see what you’re doing there.

"I find that mine is rather telling," he offered wryly.No shit Sherlock.

"I'll tell you precisely who I am. I'm Nicholas Flamel, though I prefer to go by N-" What the fuck? That old shit’s dead. He was connected to that shiny red ruby then he died or something. Or was going to.

"You can't be Nicholas Flamel. He's - he's old," she protested, "and the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed, so - "   Same, sis, same.

and as I was saying, I prefer Nico. So You’re Nico!? Nice to meet you! Sorry to say this, but you’re kinda an asshole.

Nico's expression stiffened. That was a risky gamble. Let’s hope it works for your sake.

"Lady Revel," he repeated, his tongue darting angrily between his lips as if to rid himself of the taste. "I'll have to have a talk with Ignotus," Damn, she is already gone, man; nothing you do can ruin her further. and I kinda like her(totally cause she wants to mutilate umbridge) he murmured to himself, and behind Draco, he felt Hermione stiffen. Why did hermione stiffen? What does she know? Something’s up.

Draco elbowed her as sharply as possible, smacking the back of his head against hers for emphasis. When I said ‘physical affection’ I certainly did not mean this. Gentle with the goods, man.

"The attention," she croaked. "We theorized it was being done for attention. The reason for low-ranking officials is obviously access - they're easier to get to, first of all, and they don't have years of threats teaching them to watch their backs and safeguard their security, and - "

"Yes, yes," Nico said, flicking his wand again to silence her. "Attention, fine," he permitted, "but whose? That's no less opaque."

"But why on earth would anyone blame an organization whose entire purpose is predicated on secrecy?" Hermione pressed. "If these poisonings aren't being orchestrated by the Club, then who could be - " Wait, What the fuck? Two of them are tied up and the third is holding them hostage and they’re just talking to each other like they’re just solving any other case or something?

"Are you nearly done?" Emmett demanded. "Emilia's going mad, I can't hold her off for much longer, and if she calls in Daisy's Aurors - " Okay, first of all, Fuck you Emmett, you heartless bastard. Second of all, thank god, emilia is not involved in this. that would have been just too much heartbreak for poor Daisy.

"Really," he added, shaking his head with what appeared to be wildly misplaced mirth, "what parent would?" Wait. What’s happening? Why’d he say that? is he going to kill him? oh my gosh he’s gonna kill him isn’t he?

"What murder?" Emmett asked, and Draco groaned.

"Worst last words ever,"Seriously Draco, I honestly don’t know what to do with you. he muttered as Daisy screamed, and behind him, Draco felt Hermione gasp, both of them watching Emmett Carnegie fall stiffly to the floor in the span of a breath. Eeek. Didnt see THAT coming. or maybe i did. either way, good riddance?

"I have a chocolate frog card of you, you bastard!" HAHAHAHAHA!! Of all the things she could have said, she says that?!!

"That's a man I paid to continue to be me as I focused my attention on other pursuits. “ Stunt double. Seems like even the best can’t hold their own.

"Hermione," Draco interrupted, clearing a rasp from his voice. "I have to tell you something. Before we die, I need you to know something," he pressed urgently, and turned as far as he was able, catching the sharp turn of her head. "I need you to know I'm - I'm so sorry," he exhaled. "Everything I said to you, everything I did, I need you to know how sorry I am, and - " Omg, is it happening? is he telling her he loves her? but he’s accepting his death so quickly? that’s not possible. that’s not the Draco I know. He’s upto something isn’t he? He’s buying time. ahuhhh...

^^^Actual footage of Draco Malfoy. Sorry, Back to the story!

Draco was certain the compulsion to imagine his final words must have occurred at least once to Nicholas Flamel, a man who'd outlived his friends and family for centuries.

After all, even a man fixated on immortality must suffer mortal pitfalls.

"Surely you've thought about the things you would have done," Draco pressed. "Haven't you? The things you'd want to say, and how you'd want to say them." He paused, parsing his words carefully. "You can't tell me it's never crossed your mind." This little shit. He knows exactly what he’s doing and I love him!!!

"Draco," Hermione said quietly, leaning her head back against his. "It's okay, I understand - " Hermione, child,I love you and all but please, shut up. 

"In the lining of my pocket," he whispered to her. "Any vial will - " Please tell me there’s a bomb in there.

Draco nodded hurriedly, gripping Hermione's waist as her fingers rose to place themselves against his chest, smoothing out against the fabric of his shirt.  Yaaaaaasss pull her closer boy! Get some babay!!!

"I'm sorry," he told her. "I hurt you, I insulted you, I misjudged you, and I'm fucking sorry for it. Before anything happens to either of us, I need to know you forgive me for everything I've done."  Is he being genuine? Please be genuinely sorry. Please.

"I just need you to know that I love you, Hermione," Draco pronounced firmly, and yanked her in close, kissing her as deeply and ferociously as he could manage.

He deepened the kiss, gripping the back of her head with one hand as he covertly grasped her fingers with the other, and took the vial from her with careful, breathless precision.And then - because nothing in life was ever certain, he reasoned, and if he were going to die, he'd prefer it be in the aftermath of something enjoyable - he kissed her a few moments longer. He slid his tongue along the bottom swell of her lip and she shivered, drawing him closer. Her hands dropped to his hips, her fingers digging into the lip of his trousers, and  Oh my god, do i feel hot? is it hot in here? no only hot in there. oooff , when i said get some, you really took it to heart didn’t you?

"Ehem," Nico said, making a face. "I think you've said it."  Nico be like, “Meh. Straight, mortal people.”

Draco pulled away, dazed I totally understand boo.

"I'd rather not live to see Draco die, if that's alright with you." Gives me such Ride or Die deja vu feels.

There was a loud series of gasps, a shattering of glass, and then Draco looked up slowly, realizing that the many eyes of the party's guest had fallen on them; specifically, on the dead man clutched by his traumatized daughter, and then on Hermione and Draco, who clung to each other, breathing hard. Ooops?

Okay quick note, I’m skipping the rhys part cause unpopular opinion, I don’t like him. I mean, he’s decent and all but, Paws off Draco’s Hermione!! So yeah, y’know. Also he’s a side character, not veeerryy interested in him.Also, who’s gonna read that when you have dramione coming up? Yes, more DRAMIONE!!!YAAASSS!!! I’ll probably do this reaction later, in a small side note or something.

She reached out, catching his arm. Are they going to fuck?Please do!!!

"Malfoy," she began, and exhaled, uncertain how to proceed. "What you said back there, in Daisy's office - "

"It was a distraction," Draco supplied curtly. "Nothing to acknowledge. Shockingly," he drawled, kicking at the upturned corner of the rug, "I'm not actually in love with you." Sheeshh. Harsh.

"No, I meant about - " she faltered. "You said you were sorry." She’s not letting go that easy, isn’t she? God bless her.

"Of course I'm sorry," he said. "You know that." Awwww, he acknowledges it.Okay,that’s it, i am officially in love with this Draco.

"Until what?" he asked, stepping towards her. "Until it was almost too late? Until we were both about to die?" He paused again, staring at her. "Until I was holding you in my arms?" Woooh, from a zero to a hundred just like that. Man, he’s hot when he’s scary, and frank.

and he looked as though he might step closer, but then abruptly decided against it.  Nononononononnonono. Its just one little step. Just one little step, do it man.

She took the step he didn't. THANKYOU!!!!!

She reached out, brushing a strand of silvery-blond hair from his eyes, and swallowed hard. *chanting* KISS KISS KISS KISS!!!!

Behind them, the Floo suddenly burst into flames, Harry's head appearing in the fireplace. OKAY WHAT THE FUCK! HARRY? YOU FUCKING BASTARD!! YOU COULD��VE JUST WAITED 10 SECONDS COULDN’T YOU? YOU JUST HAD TO COCKBLOCK RIGHT NOW!? YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKER!! GET LOST!!! 

OKAY I AM NOT EVEN READING THE REST CAUSE I AM TOO ANGRY TO(And also cause the scroll sigh is almost at the end.). HARRY POTTER YOU COME IN FRONT OF ME NEXT TIME AND I’LL FUCKING RIP YOU TO SHREDS!!!

Roughly an hour later, That was not a cliffhanger, but it was also fucking worse!!! Now have to wait for like 3-4 more chapters of angsty eye-fucking and rhys-hermione before i get a glimpse  of pure unadulterated and uninterrupted Dramione (yes, I’m side-eyeing Harry.)  Well, that’s all for this chapter, make sure to reblog and follow.I make new reactions every sunday.(Though this came a little late ‘cause i had exams.) Also shoutout to @coyunnnnn for reblogging. Thanks for reading!!! 1402wisegirl, over and out.

[islndgurl777]

I’ve never live blogged reading a fic before (that I can remember) but I keep messaging @ms-merlinblack about this one so I figured it’s probably worth live-blogging.

It’s a rather long fic (Dramione post-Hogwarts AU) so it will take me a couple of days (if I plan on sleeping, but who knows with this fic, honestly it’s so good) but here are the first few messages I sent re: How to Win Friends and Influence People by @olivieblake

- So I can’t go to Dutch bros bc I got super sucked into how to win friends and influence people.

“They’re not sleeping together are they? I mean it’s super unclear.”

“No, no. It’s just a very gentle hatred.” I am dying. This is so good.

- Hawkworth: Do you mean to tell me that the two of you are-

Draco: In love? Yes. Deeply. Aren’t we sweetheart?

Hermione: Oh yes, of course darling, profoundly in love.

Draco: Profoundly. Gravely, even.

Hermione: Distressingly.

Lol she’s not going to be able to hook up with Rhys bc she and Draco are SO OBVIOUSLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER. God they are so disgustingly in love...

- Oh my god, Percy and pansy are having this super awkward and heavily sexual innuendo-lined conversation and I just have to know if he’s the biggest troll in the universe or what.

[olivieblake]

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Chapter 30: Strangled by the Red String [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"I no longer see a version of my life that doesn't have you in it. I really don't know if that's love," he added, shaking his head. "I honestly don't. I'm pretty sure feelings aren't something I'm good at, and it's nothing I can really diagnose, but I know that in every possible outcome of my life, you're there. Not just there - you're it, actually. And I just - " A pause. "I don't see any way around it, so." A sigh. "I don't know what that means, exactly, but I know that's the truth. That's all of it."

She looked up, staring at him, as he seemed to belatedly register their circumstances; the parts of himself he'd just laid bare at her feet.

"I suddenly wish I'd said all that while I had more clothes on," he mused.

"I don't," she replied, surprising them both.

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Chapter 32: Caught the Heart on His Sleeve [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

She kissed him. By now he knew what she looked like when she was about to; the entire line of her body changed, her chin rising up in defiance. Whenever she kissed him, she always looked like she was daring him to refuse (her jaw lined with cool, forged certainty, and her shoulders squared with his), but he couldn't imagine why he would. He slid his arms around her waist and let her kiss him; firmly kissed her back. Given their many problems with words, it seemed an apt form of communication.

Eventually Hermione sighed a little in his mouth, successfully tangled with his limbs, and then slid back to the ground. "You're never going to be normal, are you?" she asked grumpily, and he shrugged.

"We're all very ill-adapted post-war," he informed her. "I'm sure that with less indecipherable trauma, you'd have had a wonderful life with someone far more reasonable."

"That sounds right," she gravely agreed.

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Chapter 31: The Gentlemen and the Scoundrels [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"I'M NOT SHOUTING," he returned. "WOULD YOU PREFER ME TO SHOUT?"

"OH, SO THIS IS YOU NOT SHOUTING? BECAUSE - "

She broke off as he kissed her, suddenly finding the absence of her mouth on his to be extremely offensive, and also considering that one of the benefits of their newly attempted honesty was that this was a thing they'd agreed they could do now. She pulled away, looking as though she wished to heartily slap him, but ultimately judged a groan to be more appropriate, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his lips back to hers.

"I'm furious with you," she informed him, and he nodded, kicking off his shoes and pulling away to tear his shirt over his head. "Do not mistake my current actions as any sort of indication about how I'm feeling towards you, because I would much rather - " She broke off, struggling to pull her sports bra over her shoulders and then tossing it on the floor. "I'd much rather punch you in the face - "

"Yes, I get it, Granger, you're a terrifying bundle of rage," he assured her, shoving her hands away from his trousers and unzipping them himself.

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Chapter 21: It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"Long night," Draco said, and immediately cleared his throat as Hermione smacked the back of his shoulder. "Long night of innocence, of course," he clarified. "I mean, I took drugs, but what else is new, right? Certainly nothing strange happened. Definitely nothing immoral, or anything premarital - "

"Or anything impressive, probably," Theo supplied, nudging Harry aside and appearing beside him in the fireplace. "Post-coital suits you, Granger. You've got a lovely glow."

"I'm dressed," she informed him, having at some point regained sufficient presence of mind to quickly and surreptitiously conjure clothes beneath the blankets, revealing herself to be wearing her usual sleep clothes. "Nothing happened."

"Right, cool, so on the subject of obvious lies," Theo began, only to be interrupted by Harry.

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Chapter 22: Umbrella of Togetherness [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"It's just," one potential landlady began tepidly, "he might make the other tenants uncomfortable. Do you understand?"

"Ah, yes, of course," Draco assured her. "My murder room can be quite disruptive, and frankly, my torture chamber is similarly subjected to a constant, dull banging - "

"HE'S JOKING," announced Hermione hurriedly, ushering Draco away as he turned to wave over his shoulder, both of them leaving the horrified witch to clutch nervously at her paperwork.

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Chapter 15: Secrets Don’t Make Friends [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"Hello," Draco Malfoy began drily, turning towards them in the living room. "Ever so sorry to interrupt. Well, not really," he amended. "Sorry to be here, certainly, but the interruption is of course a happy accident, and one which has the benefit of being awkward for you while being greatly amusing to me, so - "

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Hermione hissed, shoving her mussed hair back from her face, and Draco shrugged, giving Rhys a highly obnoxious glance of haughty disapproval before returning his attention to her.

"Potter has asked us to look into something quite time-sensitive," Draco delivered flatly. "Believe me, it's not the top of my list either, but here we are. Lucky you're so timely," he added, his gaze flicking back to Rhys. "Good to know, Hawkworth. Nobody likes a man who comes early."

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Chapter 13: Abduction is Love [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

“This is about more than forgiveness,” he told her. “I –”

He hesitated, uncertain how convincing he could be; he noted the impatient tapping of Nico’s fingers against his stiffly folded arms and determined that in this case, excess caution was unwise.

“I just need you to know that I love you, Hermione,” Draco pronounced firmly, and yanked her in close, kissing her as deeply and ferociously as he could manage.

His arms rose to block the motion of her hands as she slid a vial from his pocket, her fingers closing shakily around it. He deepened the kiss, gripping the back of her head with one hand as he covertly grasped her fingers with the other, and took the vial from her with careful, breathless precision.

And then – because nothing in life was ever certain, he reasoned, and if he were going to die, he’d prefer it be in the aftermath of something enjoyable – he kissed her a few moments longer.

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Chapter 11: Opposites Retract [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"Hurry," she warned through gritted teeth, watching him sort through the files as she let out another ghastly moan. "MALFOY, YES, THERE -- "

"Okay, are you really going to continue calling me by my surname?" he prompted, glaring over his shoulder before shoving aside a thick collection of files marked 'daggers' and 'machetes,' shuffling his way through to the 'P' files. "We're supposed to be fucking, Granger, not commentating a quidditch match--"

"You just called me Granger," she reminded him under her breath. "And can you contribute something, please?"

He rolled his eyes. "First of all, 'Granger' is essentially a pet name," he told her stiffly, "and secondly -- OH, YES," he trumpeted, "THIS IS THE STUFF, GRANGER -- "

"Really, 'the stuff'?" she echoed, making a face. "What are you, a virgin?"

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Chapter 8: Stranger Than Fiction [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"I'm sorry," Hawkworth said, scoffing. "Do you mean to tell me that the two of you are - "

"In love?" Draco prompted. "Yes. Deeply," he drawled, pulling her closer. "Aren't we, sweetheart?"

She bit her tongue, making a concerted effort not to knee him in the groin.

"Oh yes," Hermione contributed, avoiding the shadowed look of conflict on Rhys' face. "Of course, darling, profoundly in love - "

"Profoundly," Draco echoed, nodding. "Gravely, even."

"Distressingly," she contributed, and Hawkworth blanched.

"I have to say, I hadn't thought you two had a romantic entanglement," he said, exchanging a skeptical glance with Rhys. "When we last saw each other, I thought you were rather - " he trailed off. "Oppositional."

"Ah, well, you're referring to our relentless banter, of course," Draco quipped. "Which is simply an effort to offset the, um," he permitted, pausing. "The intensity of our affections - "

"The vigor, one might say," Hermione sighed. "The unparalleled ferocity, really."

" - which is, of course, alarming in its depths. In its heights, I mean," he amended, and glanced at her, roughly patting her hand. "Right, princess?"

"Oh, absolutely, darling," Hermione returned, pinching the inside of his arm as he shifted to hide a scowl. "Unrestrained, the opulence of our love can be quite a lot, I think."

"Unstomachable, really," Draco said. "Vomitous, in fact."

[olivieblake]

So, I read the latest H2W chapter and I'm crying. not 'cause of the chapter ( jk, that too) but more importantly cuz you're back! I missed you soooo much. Its like you don't know how important someone is until they're gone. Gosh this just became so cheesy. Anyways, I prepared the reactions for the latest chapter(Did you know i did that on the fan blog? *wink*) and i'm like I'm inclined to hate rhys but i don't? I mean he's actually just this sweeter,softer, non-snark version of draco in 6 yr.

ha aw well here I am, I’m back, and yeahhhh there’s no need to hate Rhys just for the purposes of supporting Dramione (you can hate him for other reasons if you want, but you’re not necessarily supposed to)

I mean come on, it’s me, we already know where this is going

but what woman doesn’t have other men in her past before she finds The One?

[olivieblake]

Rhys is the kind of a guy that seems perfect on paper. You know the sort? You share many interests, he looks alright, is generally sweet and kind, and your parents would probably like him. And yet... he doesn't make your blood boil, he doesn't keep you on your toes. He is, imo, who Hermione believes she SHOULD be with, and not who she actually wants/needs to be with. I can't wait for her to realize that too :)

I…

hm.

hmmmmmm.

I’m not sure I agree? I mean obviously we are all a bit biased; yes, we already know Hermione isn’t going to choose him, but not for those reasons, per se — for one thing, I don’t think Rhys is any easier a choice for her than Draco is, nor is Rhys all that good on paper. if anything, he is rather problematic on paper. so yeah, we know that Rhys has no chance, but I don’t think I see him the same way you do. 

(naturally)

(he wandered into my head fully formed, so…)

(potentially our information is mismatched)

[olivieblake]

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Chapter 7: Premature Exacerbation [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"Put it this way," he amended, leaning back to look down at her. "I promise, if in the line of duty we are mercilessly attacked, I will gallantly let you do all the fighting, Granger."

"What a gentleman you are, Malfoy," she remarked, pulling away and taking a step back. "Almost makes up for getting me punched in the face."

"You took it like a champion," he assured her. "You went down with aplomb. With grace, even. With eleg- "

"Shut up," she muttered, "or I'll punch you again."

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Chapter 6: Troubled, but Cute [ AO3 ] | [ ff.net ]

"Harry, I can explain," she offered, perilously approaching a variety of her personality that could only be called, in Draco's opinion, peak swot. "First of all, he drugged me - "

"Oh come on," Draco groaned. "Not this again - "

"Do you expect me to forget?" she countered furiously, turning to admonish him. "And anyway, why the hell are we in the same bed?"

"Do you see other beds, Granger?" he prompted, gesturing around the room. "What do you think this is, some kind of full service hotel-spa where we can all just conjure beds willy-nilly - "

"You're a wizard, Malfoy," she retorted, becoming even swottier than he'd ever imagined physically possible. "I absolutely think you possess the ability to conjure an inanimate object, seeing as that's quite literally a rudimentary skill - "

"Oh," he scoffed, "so because you're a drug-riddled miscreant suddenly I'm expected to be the bearer of all things magic, then?"

"I'm just saying - "

"Oh my god, my head," Harry said wearily, rubbing at his temple. "It hasn't pained me this much since Voldemort was living in i- "

They were interrupted as Theo took a loud, slurping sip of his coffee, propping his feet up in the corner.

"Oh, sorry," he said, waving a hand as they glanced at him. "Carry on, would you?"