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Chapter 3: It Makes Me So Mad

Friday, 3 January 2003

“You need to get out more.”

“I was literally just out of the country, Blaise.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about,” Blaise said with a wave of his hand. “You’ve bee so…”

“What?” Draco snapped.

“Boring,” Blaise said with a semi-disgusted look on his face.

“Hate to break it to you, Draco,” Pansy chid in, picking up a scone and breaking it apart, “but he’s right.” She wrinkled her nose as she scanned the little serving containers Draco had placed on the table. “Why is raspberry always the only jam in your house?”

“You know it’s my fav—Pansy!”

“What, nobody else is eating the scones,” she said as she dipped it into the jam.

“What would your mother say?” Blaise quipped.

“I don’t give a damn. And don’t change the subject, Draco! All you ever do these days is hole yourself up in the Manor with a bunch of paperwork. It’s so boring,” she said.

“Excuse for having a job,” Draco said, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not a job,” Pansy remarked. “It would be if you earned money. But you don’t. I don’t even know why you’re doing it.”

“I’m not going to explain it to you again,” Draco shot back. “What exactly do you want to do?”

“Co out with us tomorrow night,” Blaise proposed, a suspicious glint in his eyes.

“Definitely not,” Draco said, picking at his croissant.

“Told ya,” Pansy said, smirking at Blaise. She traced the rim of her teacup with one of her perfectly manicured fingers. “Merlin forbid sothing interferes with his daily moping. His life has bee so mundane.”

Blaise sniggered while Draco grit his teeth. He hated when Pansy talked about him as if he wasn’t there. But he knew exactly why she was doing it. She was trying to irritate him, provoke him, so he’d say yes to their proposal just to prove them wrong. Well, she could try all she wanted.