eretoobusy…”sheutoffatthesightofharryapproahing.

harrysmiled,“hey,pansy.”

shenarrowedhereyes.“it’sparkinsontoyou,potter.”

“youletlunaallyoupansy,”harrypointedout.

“yeswell,”pansyliftedherhin.“lunaisarareandspeialfriend.”shegredatdrao.“whosinglehandedlyhelpedme—”bisehadomeoverfromoneofthebuffettablesandpointedtohisptestakedfullwithhooteyoions.“oh,”pansyeyedthem.“exuseme.”

draosighedasshesaddleduptobiseandwalkedoff.

harrynudgeddrao’sarm.“she’llgetoverit.sheknowswewereattheministry.”draonoddedandtookalookatharry.hebithislip.somehowharryhadmanagedtheonlynormallookingholidayjumperattheentireparty.itwasredandwhiteanddeliiouslyfitted,litteredwithvarioussnowfkepatternsandsmall,blinkingwhitelights.

“yourjumperis—”draosimutedayawn.“—makingmelongforthedaysofthepurpleshagoat.”hearhedabrow.“andthemeshshirt.”

“drao,shutup.”

“yournipples.”

“draostop.”

“theyshouldneverbeovered.”