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Potter flinched while Draco’s pulse instantly quickened. Really? A strange feeling bubbled up inside him at the thought that Potter might have been as miserable as him. Why though? Could he really dare to hope?

“Same over here,” Pansy said in an irritated tone. Before Draco could snap at her, she grabbed him and pushed him down in a chair.

“I’m not going to sit here and—”

“Yeah, me neither,” Potter said, getting ready to get up.

“Shut up! Both of you,” Pansy bellowed.

Several heads around the pub turned in surprise, but Pansy seemed unimpressed. Man, she could be scary if she wanted to.

“You!” She pointed her index finger at Draco. “You broke up with Astoria, so you better make it worth it.”

“You—You broke up with your fiancée?” Potter looked like he had just been hit with a stunning spell.

“And you!” Pansy turned to Potter. “From what Lovegood told me, you didn’t even have to break up with that bloke you paraded in front of Draco, because he never really was your boyfriend.”

“What?” Draco spluttered.

“You told her—Why are you even talking to her?” Potter exclaimed, turning to Luna.

“Apparently,” Pansy said, ignoring Potter’s outburst, “he’s an Auror. They used to train together, and now Potter owes him a favour.”

“You—You—” Draco’s mind reeled. “You weren’t dating Henry?”

“You aren’t engaged anymore?” Potter retorted, gobsmacked.

“Clearly,” Blaise said with a smug grin, “you two have a lot to talk about. We’ll leave you to it.”

Draco saw Luna join Pansy and Blaise as they all turned to leave, but his brain couldn’t process what was happening. Was it really true? Had Potter seriously asked this Henry guy to pretend to be his boyfriend? Why? Why would he do that?

“You little shit,” Draco growled.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Potter growled back. “Why didn’t you tell me about your break up?”

“We weren’t speaking,” Draco said curtly.

“Right. And whose fault is that?”