The sound of an explosion caught my attention. What the hell was that? I looked out the window to see purple smoke coming out of one of the buildings. People from around the street stopped whatever they were doing and stared as some people ran out of the smoking building. I looked up at the sign. No wonder. "It's the Weasley's."
"I wanted what caused the purple smoke," Pansy remarked, taking a sip of her tea. Pansy Parkinson was pale with black hair, an interesting contrast. She was the only girl in our small group of four. She's a lot brighter than everyone gives her credit for. And she's certainly not the slut they all say she is; she just likes to…tease.
"Probably one of their creations gone amuck," Theo mused, taking a bite out of his sandwich. Theodore Nott, or Theo as we all call him, was the shortest one of us. He was even shorter than Pansy by about a couple of inches. But what he lacks in height me makes up for in muscle. He was quite toned from all the quidditch. He grew out his dark brown hair over the summer. It was almost up to his shoulders now. He currently had most of it tied back in a low ponytail.
"But, you've got to admit, some of their stuff is quite clever," Blaise spoke up, his eyes still on the street. Blaise Zabini's olive toned skin complimented his brown hair and blue eyes quite nicely. He was the tallest one in our group, only taller than me by an inch or so, and he was definitely more toned than I was. Being a beater does require more muscle than being a seeker, I guess.
"What I'd like to know is where the Weaseley's got the money to start a business," I said with a bored tone. I glanced back out of the window of the café we were in. It wasn't interesting anymore. Everyone had gone back to what they were doing and the smoke had just about cleared already. Their building was the nicest one on the street. It looked freshly painted
"Not everyone can be as rich as you, Draco," Pansy replied. I smirked and took a sip of my drink. The Malfoy's were one of the richest families in England.
"What were we talking about before that fiasco across the street?" I asked nonchalantly.
"We were trying to come up with a way to make our seventh year interesting," Theo replied.
"We have to come up with something fun," Pansy added. "Without the threat of the Dark Lord hanging over us anymore, there's nothing to keep us occupied."
"Damn you Potter for killing the bastard," I joked.
"I've got an idea," Blaise spoke up, eyeing something across the street. I looked out the window but only saw a family of five walking by. "Let's make a little bet."
"What kind of bet?" That caught my interest.
"You haven't had a real relationship with anyone before," Blaise didn't answer my question. "And whenever you have your little flings, it's never lasted more than a week."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"I bet that you can't last in a relationship for a month," Blaise replied coolly.
"I can do that easily," I said with confidence.
"I don't know, Draco. You do get tired of people easily and end up finding someone better that you leave them for." Theo spoke up.
"I'm sure Draco could if he was motivated enough," I smiled at Pansy. At least she was on my side.
"Well, ten galleons says he can't," Blaise said confidently, laying the galleons on the table. Theo did the same.
"And ten says he can," Pansy laid her own galleons on the table as well. They all turned to me, waiting for my answer.
"Fine, I accept," I reached into my pocket and pulled out ten galleons and placed them on the table. Forty galleons total so whoever won would get twenty. That seemed like a decent enough amount for this particular bet.
"Any rules?" Pansy asked.
"Draco has to get into a relationship and make it last a full month, down to the very second, with a person that me and Theo choose. And it has to be done before Christmas break."
"No problem," Pansy spoke for me. "Almost the entire student population of Hogwarts is in love with him anyway."
I took another sip of my tea to hide the smirk. She was exaggerating, of course. I do have quite the fan club at the school, though. Some people even say its just as impressive as Potter's.
"So who do I have to go out with?" I asked. Blaise smirked at me and seemed to think.
"How about the first person who comes out of the Weasley shop?" Blaise suggested. All of us turned to face the shop. As if to answer Blaise, the door opened and someone walked out. I recognized that messy head of hair. Blaise and Theo started cracking up while Pansy looked like she wanted to take back her bet.
I stared out the window in shock. Harry Potter stood in front of the shop, holding the door and laughing at something. Granger walked out after him, and she too was laughing at something. Finally, Ron Weasley walked out, grumbling about something. The Weasley twins walked out and said something that sent Potter and Granger into another laughing fit but made the younger Weasley fume.
"You knew he was going to walk out of that shop, didn't you?" Pansy stared at Blaise accusingly. Blaise only smiled at her in response. "Is that even fair?"
"I was going to say Potter anyway," Blaise shrugged. "But I saw him at the door and I thought it would have been more fun if Draco thought it was just horrible luck on his part. Just be grateful Weasley didn't walk out first."
"This is going to be the easiest twenty galleons I've ever made," Theo laughed, giving Blaise a high five.
"I can get Potter to fall in love with me," Did I just say what I think I just said?
"Are you sure, Draco?" Pansy asked, looking unsure.
No, I wasn't. But Malfoy's don't back down from a challenge. I tried to sound as confident as possible. "Of course. I am Draco Malfoy after all."
Pansy smiled, though she still looked unsure, while Blaise and Theo rolled their eyes at me.
"Then it's settled. You have until Christmas to get Potter to go out with you for a month. You can ask for help from anyone but no one besides the four of us is to know about the bet. You have until Christmas. You're time starts when we step onto the Hogwarts Express." Blaise stuck out his hand and I shook it. Pansy pulled out her wand and muttered a spell that would ensure that the rules of the bet would be followed.
"Wait," Theo spoke up," Isn't Potter with that Weasley girl?"
Oh yeah. I turned to Blaise who only smirked back at me. "I saw the Weasley girl with Dean Thomas before I met you guys here. She isn't with Potter anymore."
I glared at Blaise, wondering how long he's been planning this. How the hell am I going to get Potter to go out with me? He doesn't even like me.