The way to a man's heart.
The next day Draco and Pansy go out early to visit Tristan where they also meet Fleur and Adriane.
Draco now can remember some of this Draco's life, not in great detail but it's something.
It still feels weird, him not knowing these people but talking with them like he's always been part of their lives.
He just hopes he doesn't ruin their friendship in the process since he has to go back after all.
He has a plan , he doesn't know if it'll work but Hermione's explanation had made sense when they were discussing the possibilities of jumping into different timelines.
It was all fun discussing then, debating and theorizing all the possibilities that could lead to this event, but now Draco is seriously panicking about how he's going back to his world. Hermione would've been thrilled to know her theory actually worked, though they aren't really friends here he could try asking Ganger for some help.
Discretely if possible.
He's doing this Draco a favour by breaking off their marriage anyway.
"and you wouldn't believe what he wore on his engagement ceremony. " Pansy tells them crackling between words as she tries to speak. Draco just rolls his eyes.
"Don't tell me he wore the Playboy bunny costume he bought from the muggle shop thinking it was what muggles wore on a regular basis?" Adriane asks her tone as if Draco would pull a stunt like that.
Draco huffs at them, "Do I need to remind you Pans that time you put on a toe-"
"But that guy was so hot, I couldn't say no. He was awful in the bed though, you would've done a better job and you're gay." She says separated
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"A virgin one at that" Tristan chimes in.
"You're dead Tristan"
"Hey, I'm ill. You can't hit an injured man"
"A dress?" Fleur interrupts, "I hope you've taken some photos, I've been trying to put him on a dress for such a long time."
"This was the last time, I'm never gonna put on that uncomfortable piece of clothing ever again " he crosses his arms. "Tristan, say something "
"Well I'm just happy not having to give my opinion on anything, please leave me alone with my peace" Tristan grumbles, "Buch of cows you all, my ears hurt."
"Hey that's mean" Adriane shouts back
"Once you get out of here , I'm really beating your ass Tristan " Draco warns him.
Fleur rises from her seat, "I'll have to go now friends, I promised Bill I would go to that amusement park with him. See you all" and just like that she goes out but Draco can still hear her talking to someone on the way and he hears a familiar voice.
"Theo?" Fleur is gone by now but he sees Theo and Blaise coming towards them.
"I thought I'd never see you again" Draco says catching Theo's hands while Theo just stares at him confused.
"What's going on with you " Theo tilts his head, "you see me on functions".
That's when he realises that the Draco here and the Theo here aren't really close. He doesn't know how to feel about this, especially after the history they have together in his world.
He did miss his best friend tho.
"It's nothing, I got carried away for a second"
"Where's my hug and hand holding Draco? I thought I was your favourite" Blaise taunts him,
"Keep on dreaming Blaise"
"Gladly mister" Blaise smirks, "also Draco don't you have a date with Potter today?".
"Oh shit! I have go cook my weapon. I should get going"
"Since when do you even cook" All his friends look confused.
" Since now" *more confused*
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Draco rushes home and to the kitchen, Maybe he should take some help from Rinny after all, the scolding won't matter when he gets his job done.
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Potter is there waiting on the front door for him and to be honest he doesn't look much of a disaster like he always does. He's 6 years older than this current Draco but Draco is used to looking at an older Potter so he has no problem getting used to that face. Though it's unnerving how Potter could be older than him.
Draco didn't want Potter to have the upper hand.
"Ahem" Potter looks sideways, "you look g-good today. Great" He looks at him now, "We should get going"
"You look handsome as always babe, I'm sure you'll look great without these clothes on too" he winks at Potter.
He watches as Potter's ears grow red, ha! He's a really easy target. Draco bets Potter is disgusted at his sweet talking by now.
Before Potter can say something Draco takes his hand, fixes his shirt, and tightens the tie around Potter's neck." Come on apparate us to some park, I made something for us to eat. "
Harry looks at him sceptical but does as he says. "I thought you'd want to be go on a lunch date, that's what you usually go for.", Harry says trying to make a conversation.
But In the end he doesn't question him much and apparates them to a muggle park because that is where he usually goes to. Also did wizarding worlds have parks? He should ask Hermione.
"This isn't a park Potter! Do you think I will go somewhere near all those sweaty children!?" So we're back to Potter huh?, "Take me somewhere quieter"
Harry obliges and apparates them to somewhere secluded.
"It's the same place" Draco whines but Harry isn't one to back down.
"It's more quite here isn't it, the wizarding world doesn't really have that many options of place to go on dates anyway." Harry grumbles as he flops down on the grass.
"Wait let me put on this carpet first, I don't want to ruin my clothes, these are Loro Piana"
"Lard what?" Harry sometimes really doesn't understand what this bloke is talking about.
"Nothing, come on sit here babe. I'm sorry I got a little angry just now... I just don't like getting dirt on me you know. And with all the children playing there my precious carpet would be ruined." Draco pats on his side, "now come on sit over here"
"What are you playing on Malfoy?" Harry tries questioning him, it doesn't work because as soon as he asks him something personal, Draco averts it.
"Stop being such a grub, see I made us luch." He pulls Harry down to sit with him, "I happen to love spicy food so I made us some chicken tikka masala, some briyani, and my special chilli chicken with extra spice" Draco pulls everything out from his purse, honestly Harry is shocked Draco even made all of this.
"I know it isn't an ideal picnic style lunch, but I couldn't help myself. You know how much I love spicy food" he's never seen Draco eat anything spicy.
He thought Draco was a spoiled brat who only knew how to order others around but it seemed like he did learn how to Cook for Harry.
He's an enigma
"How did you know I love Indian food? Have you been following me around?" Harry tries to joke after all Draco did all this, but looking at Draco, his face just looks a little pale.
"Are you okay, if you're feeling sick you should lie down a little. "
"No I'm fine, you should continue eating "
"Okay"
The food is delicious, honestly Harry would order spicier if it was a takeout but this cooking was perfect.
Harry was almost ready to forgive Draco for everything he's previously said just because of this meal. Almost.
"Aren't you gonna eat Draco, you said you loved spicy food right? I'd feel sorry to eat it all alone"
"Yes, of course, spice. How lovely"
He watches as Draco picks up the spoon to scoop some briyani into his mouth and for moment Harry thinks he's about to cry but continues eating.
He can see the back of Draco's neck from where he's sitting and he notices how pale it is other than the redness that only seems to grow. If he touched his neck would it glow like Rupunzal's hair? He wouldn't want to test his theory noting the fact that Draco looks quite red at the moment.
Almost too red for someone who usually looks like a carving out of white marble.
"Everything alright?" Harry asks in between his eating.
"I'm dying, I need water" a single teardrop falls down and personally Harry thinks they look great on his face but apparates them to Gimmuard Palace before that thought can grow.