It was around 8 PM. The sun was already beginning to set and the Three Golden Beans restaurant was full of customers. Every table was occupied by wizards, usually a male-female couple. But Harry was sitting alone. If you were there, you could see he was waiting for someone. He was holding a piece of paper which said „Okay, 8 o' clock it is". It seemed kind of strange to Harry that Malfoy didn't even hesitate and accepted the invitation.
Suddenly a figure emerged from the outsider, looked around the room and walked straight to Harry's table. It was Malfoy, someone Harry despised. But he had to invite him for a dinner. He just… HAD to.
-„So, Potter," said Draco as he was sitting down, „what's the matter with all this?"
-„I, uh… This is really embarassing, Malfoy. You know how much we hate each other. Besides, your dad is kinda sorta a servant of you-know-who."
-„So why did you invite me, Potter? Is this some kind of a trap? Because you know you could get expelled for this!"
Go to hell, thought Harry and an image of Snape immediatelly appeared in his mind. He couldn't explain himself just yet, altough he very much wanted to. No, not now. He had to keep it going.
-„I cannot tell you, Malfoy. But you will know why by the end of the dinner."
-„This is pointless, Potter! I'm telling Snape! You can go cry to Dumbledore… Oh wait, you can't."
-„Okay, Malfoy, WHAT. IS. UP. WITH. YOU."
-„You wanna know what's up with me? You wanna know? FINE, I'LL TELL YOU. I LOVE YOU… Wait…"
Harry just stared at him for a minute. He then punched himself in the face to know whether or not he's dreaming. He wasn't. And the punch really hurt.
-„I'm joking, Potter, I'm joking!"
-„Woah, this is heavy. And this comes from the guy that seemingly hates my guts since Year One. Is this an illusion? Or is it a trap from YOUR part?"
Draco tried to save the situation with a „You know what, let's… let's just order something and talk this through", but he knew this was one of the things he never should've said. The fact that he was really fond of green socks was another one.
-„Let's not. This is just too much. Malfoy, I hate you."
Harry stood up from the table and quickly ran to the door. The he changed his mind last second and came back.
-„Okay, you know what? I'm okay with it. I've been through insaner stuff. Let's just roll with it."
Draco couldn't believe what he heard at first and had to ask Harry to repeat it ten times for him to really understand. When Draco calmed down he said „What are you having, Potter?"
-„Probably the Gold Beans. Nobody knows what they taste like."
-„I'll have what you're having."
-„Okay, Malfoy, but don't take this ´Let's roll with it´ thing TOO seriously. I don't want you running around Hogwarts telling everyone. And it doesn't mean I love you too, I'm just okay with you loving me. Altough it's really weird."
-„So you… Don't love me? Why did you do this whole thing then?"
-„Well, Malfoy, it was a bet. I lost. And don't cry me a lake here, that would be really awkward."
Besides, even if I did love you, I would never admit it,Harry thought to himself. Or maybe I would.
-„Oh, I see… That is a bit sad… But seriously, wouldn't you wanna hang out sometime? Nobody would see."
-„It doesn't matter to me anymore, so yeah. Tomorrow would be fine."
-„It's a date, then."
-„NO, IT'S NOT."
