Thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed, added this story to favorites or story alerts so much!* hands out cyber cake* The names of Astoria's friends in this chapter are derived from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, during the Sorting. Also, the blood status of any of the characters from the book that I used are never explicitly stated, so I just made that part up. The beginning of this chapter takes place a little before last chapter and then goes back to the present…

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters used in this story. Nor do I own the book and movie this story was inspired by. I also do not own the reference from What's Up Doc? Or the movie itself.

Chapter 2:We go to the Same Tooth Helaer

A short while ago ago…

Astoria waited outside the gates to Hogwarts as she waited for Orla Quirke. When the Carrows had taken over Hogwarts several years ago, Orla had been unable to attend Hogwarts due to her Muggle-born blood status. After the war, Orla returned to Hogwarts but had to stay back an extra year while all of her friends from before were able to graduate. Orla was now a seventh year while all of her friends had left Hogwarts last year, however they still found time to hang out with each other.

Such as tonight, for instance. Hogwarts students had the day off from school that day, due to it being the four-year anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts. It was a three-day weekend, and tonight Orla would join her friends to celebrate the occasion. As Astoria waited, she checked her watch. Orla was supposed to have met her ten minutes ago.

A moment later a rather short witch came running towards her that Astoria recognized as Orla. "I'm sorry I'm late," Orla apologized, panting. "The feast went on longer than I had expected it to."

"It's fine," Assured Astoria, before taking in Orla's outfit. Orla was currently wearing skin tight Muggle leggings, a frilly white blouse with a plunging neckline, and her makeup was applied far too heavily for Astoria's liking. Astoria did give Orla credit for at least wearing an open jean jacket with the low-cut blouse though.

"Orla… are you sure you want to go out looking like that?" Astoria questioned hesitantly.

"Oh, right!" Orla slapped herself on the forehead. "I forgot; I need to Transfigure these shoes into high heels…"

And with that being said, Orla Transfigured her sneakers into high heels. Orla then put her wand back in her hair. Orla wore her Charmed platinum blonde hair (in reality it was really mousy brown) up in a knot that rested atop her head, held in place with her wand and silver bobby pins.

"You know full well what I mean," Astoria informed her sternly, or at least, as sternly as Astoria could ever attempt to be with Orla in the hopes of getting Orla to listening to her. "Do you really want to wear that… outfit?"

"Yes Mum, I'm sure" Orla teased as they made their way into Hogsmeade. Astoria and Orla were as different as day and night, despite both being Ravenclaws at school and being best friends. Astoria currently adorned a sky colored short-sleeved medium length dress that went just above the knee and contrasted greatly with Orla's… get up. Orla had a very outgoing personality, particularly when it came to fashion, and preferred flashy clothing .She treated make up as though it were a very expressive form of art work that rested upon her face like a canvas with paint on it, creating a painting that just seemed to come alive. Astoria very rarely wore makeup, being as she did not feel it was necessary.

"Did you have anything to drink before now?" Astoria interrogated Orla.

"Yes," Said Orla." Pumpkin juice. Oh, don't look at me like that; I honestly haven't had any alcohol to drink all day."

Astoria looked into her friend's blue-gray eyes and could sense that she was telling the truth. "You have to promise me that you will not get drunk tonight. That means no more than one or two or maybe even three drinks for tonight; and that means not having that all at once, not gulping everything down, taking small sips, and drinking with food. By doing those things you won't get drunk, and-"

"Chillax Astoria," Orla rolled her eyes. "Jeez, just because you never touch a drop-even though it's perfectly legal for you to- doesn't mean we all have to."

"You'd still be able to have a decent amount to drink and- what does "chillax" mean?"

"It's a combination of the words chill and relax," Orla replied matter of factly. "Anyway, I promise I won't get drunk tonight, okay? Ooh, I think I see Stewart up ahead!" Orla squealed.

Orla was currently dating fellow Ravenclaw at Hogwarts Stewart Ackerley, who had been able to graduate with Astoria; as a result of his half blood status, Stewart was able to attend Hogwarts during his fourth year unlike Orla, and was currently working outside of Hogwarts, but he took Orla on dates on weekends, and they corresponded by owl post.

"How's your love life doing Astoria?" Orla smirked. Astoria twitched. She and Orla were good friends, but Orla could really get on Astoria's nerves sometimes, not that she would ever admit it. Orla occasionally teased Astoria for having had very little romances throughout her time at school up until now. Orla did not have any malicious intent when she did this; it simply could become very tiring after a while.

Astoria ignored Orla and walked towards their friends, who were standing outside of The Three Broomsticks. "Hi Laura, Stewart, Kevin."

"Hello Astoria, Orla," Laura Madley beamed as she saw her friends. Laura was a half-blood witch with long carrot colored hair and her eyes consisted of two silvery blue orbs. Laura's boyfriend Kevin Whitby exchanged greetings with Astoria while Stewart and Orla proceeded to snog each other senseless.

"Do you two really have to do that in public?" Astoria asked after Stewart and Orla had been kissing for approximately five minutes. Kevin mimed gagging and throwing up, causing Laura and Astoria to laugh. Thankfully, Laura and Kevin did not have snogging sessions in public; Astoria was perfectly fine with the idea of kissing, it just seemed to her that one shouldn't carry on like that in public. A kiss on the check or a quick peck on the lips was one thing, but honestly, sometimes it was embarrassing to be around Orla and Stewart when they behaved like this.

Actually, come to think of it, Orla had for as long as Astoria had remembered, behaved like this with all of her boyfriends while they were at Hogwarts. Orla had had several boyfriends before Stewart, though she never dated more than one boy at a time.

Orla pulled away from Stewart glaring and then sneered at Astoria. "Well what about you, Astoria? Alone again?"

"Actually, I'm planning on meeting up here with someone." Astoria didn't know what had caused the fib to come out of her mouth, it just happened. Maybe she had had enough of Orla's taunting for once. Meanwhile everyone in the group was looking astonished.

Orla looked the most surprised of all, but she regained her composure very quickly, asking,"Oh, really? Who?"

"He's right inside" Astoria improvised quickly. "Let's go in, shall we?" Astoria's friends nodded, and entered the pub. Upon entering, Astoria scanned the room quickly looking for someone around their age who might actually play along with being her boyfriend.

What was I thinking? Astoria wondered panicked. There's no way this will work. I'm going to end up making a fool out of myself…

Her eyes soon rested on a young man sitting in a corner of the pub. Astoria probably would not have noticed he was there had it not been for the fact that this man was exceptionally noticeable, with his blonde hair so light it was almost the color of snow (more impressive still was that for some reason Astoria suspected that it might actually be is natural hair color, unlike Orla's), his pale skin, and steely gray eyes made him stand out from the crowd.

He was the first person she noticed who looked to be close to her age group, so she walked towards him, heart pounding in her chest; Astoria had often times felt herself become shy when talking to strangers, particularly when it came to dealing with boys. Astoria could not help but notice as she moved closer he seemed to have a very stand-offish air about him and started to rethink her decision; perhaps she should try someone else, there were plenty of young wizards in the pub, after all.

Then she remembered Orla's mocking tone of voice, and how if he agreed, the look on Orla's face would surely be priceless at the sight of this handsome, slightly older looking man, with a mysterious aura about him being with Astoria. Besides, there was more to it than just that. Astoria had a feeling- no, an instinct- that she needed to talk to this man. That something big would happen as a result, and that whatever that thing was it was vital that she asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend…

End of flashback/Present

As Draco and Astoria made their way to the front of the pub, Draco had a sinking feeling in his gut. What if her friends recognized him?

"Hello everyone, this is my boyfriend, Wayne Hopkins." Astoria introduced Draco to the rather stunned looking group. "Wayne, this is Orla Quirke," Here she motioned towards a girl with blonde hair that Draco was 99% sure was not her natural hair color. She looked as shocked as he felt.

Quirke... Why was that name so familiar? Then Draco remembered a story his father had told him as a child. The Quirke's had actually used to be a pure-blood family until several generations ago when one of the family married a Muggle. A Squib was born instead of a wizard, who then proceeded to marry another Muggle, and over time the Quirkes became a Muggle family. Orla Quirke was a Muggle –Born as a result.

"This is Stewart," Here she pointed to a boy with curly dirty blonde and brown eyes. "Hello," Stewart replied, holding out his hand for Draco to shake, which he did. It felt strange to shake someone's hand to Draco, being as no one had offered to in years.

"This Kevin,"

"Hi there!" Kevin chirped friendlily, shaking Draco's hand eagerly. He had matching warm brown eyes and hair.

"And this is Laura Madley," Astoria finished.

Laura stared at Draco for a moment, and he worried that she recognized him as a Death Eater, but she must not have, for she said," Hi Wayne, it's nice to meet you!"

Draco was relieved; maybe this whole crazy thing might work out after all. The group then made their way over to a table and sat down, looking at menus and deciding what they should eat. Draco had already had his dinner, so he decided he would just have one shot of Firewhiskey. Everyone else was planning on ordering food with their drinks. A waiter came by and took their orders. The waiter stared at Draco for a moment, but said nothing to him.

"I'll have one Firewhiskey," Draco sneered. The waiter fixed a beady eyed stare at him but said nothing a he wrote down the order.

"One Butterbeer please," Said Stewart.

"I'd like to have a Butterbeer as well," Said Kevin.

"Likewise," Agreed Laura.

"I'll go back to the start of this cycle and have one Firewhiskey," Orla informed the waiter. "But please don't bring it out until the food is ready, or else my mum-"Here she pointed to Astoria. "Will have a fit if I get drunk or anything. Is there anything else I'm forgetting Mum?"

"Wait, I'm your mum now?" Astoria blinked. "What date, time, and location did THAT happen?"

There were some chuckles from around the table. Draco felt his lips twitch slightly.

"Okay, I would like one milk please," Astoria told the waiter, who after finishing taking everyone's orders left.

"So, Wayne, did you got to Hogwarts?" Laura asked him casually.

Draco nodded. "Yes."

"What House were you in?" Laura inquired.

"Hufflepuff," Lied Draco smoothly. He had always been rather good at lying.

"That's funny, I was in Hufflepuff too," Laura mused. "I don't recall ever seeing you around the common room though…"

"Well, we weren't in the same year," Draco replied. "When did you graduate?"

"Last year," Laura answered. " And you?"

"Nearly four years ago," Draco answered. "It would make sense that we never met each other before now, being as I was three years ahead of you and I didn't interact much with younger students…"

Laura nodded, evidently satisfied by this answer. "Now that I think about it, your name does sound familiar…"

"Yeah, it does" Kevin agreed, and then added to Draco," I was in Hufflepuff too, the same year as everyone else here. It'd make sense since you're a few years older that you seem so familiar but we've never met before now…"

"Yeah," Draco feigned a nonchalant chuckle, though on the inside he was quite amazed and relieved that no one had found him out yet. "It's funny how things work out like that…"

The waiter arrived with their drinks. Draco had a sneaking suspicion that the waiter had been watching him the entire time.

"So Wayne, Astoria, how do you to know each other?" Orla questioned curiously.

This was one thing he and Astoria had not gone over when they were talking earlier: Somehow, they had forgotten to come up with a back story about how they had met.

"We-" Draco began, but Astoria finished for him.

"We have the same Tooth Healer*," Astoria said.

Draco stared at her for a moment, before answering slowly," Yes… er, he's, eh, very good."

There was an exchange of odd looks among the group, before conversation returned to normal. After that, Draco was not asked too many questions. He learned about Astoria's friends. He learned that Stewart was currently working in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes in the Ministry of Magic that Laura was in training to be a Healer, and that Kevin was working in The Department of Magical Games and Sports.

Eventually the food came, and Draco found he actually was enjoying himself a bit. It had been years since he had ate out with friends, and here he could pretend to be anyone he wanted to be.

Laura leaned over to Astoria and whispered in her ear,"* Meet me under the table in five minutes."

"What?"

"Oh my Goodness, there goes my napkin," Laura muttered, dropping her napkin on the floor and went under the table to retrieve it. Astoria followed suit.

"Okay, what did you want to talk about?" Asked Astoria. "And why did we have to go under the table to do it?"

"Astoria, accompany me to the restroom in five minutes okay, I need to talk to you in private."

"What do you-"

"Are you girls okay under there?" Kevin had come down to join them.

"What's all this?" Stewart peered under the table.

"Hey, don't leave me out of this!" Orla giggled, crawling out of her chair onto the floor.

"If you five would please come up for air now," Draco's voice came from above them.

Everyone came back up and acted as if that little exchange had never happened.

Five minutes later, Astoria followed Laura into the bathroom and closed the door.

"Okay Laura, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"It's your boyfriend, Astoria," Laura whispered looking around to make sure that they would not be overheard. "I think… I recognize him. I think… he was a Death Eater."

*I don't know what the Wizarding version of a dentist is, so I just came up with that. If anyone knows the proper name in the canon- because I would assume that wizards and witches need dentists too- please tell me.

*This is a reference from a movie known as What's Up Doc.

How do you think will Astoria react to Laura's declaration? How suspicious do you think everyone is, or do they all- except for Laura- believe Draco? What will happen to Draco if he is found out?

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