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Chapter Three
"Okay… I have to do something to make up for my forgetfulness…" Harry muttered, pacing across the living room. "What could I do to prove to Draco that I truly am sorry I forgot?" He sighed. With no answer forthcoming, it was going to be a very long afternoon…
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Draco frowned. He had an idea… but he wasn't sure he could convincingly pull it off…
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Harry wandered aimlessly about the Manor. He had gotten Rolli to put half of the Romance novels back in the library, a quarter in the bedroom, and a quarter in the living room. But, for some reason, he didn't think that it was going to be enough.
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Draco tried to be as polite and attentive as possible to each customer that came into Flourish and Blotts the rest of the afternoon, but found that his mind kept straying to the logistics of how he was going to get Harry back for his forgetfulness. And every time he thought of Harry forgetting, it made him angry. Which didn't help when one was trying to be polite. ESPECIALLY when the customer was being quite moronic.
"And, I mean, I was in here yesterday and the day before, and a few days before that, and you still didn't have it yesterday when I came by, and I was wondering if perhaps it had come in yet?" The squirrel-like man asked.
Draco sighed. "Did you order a copy?"
"Well, no, see I thought that perhaps you normally restocked every so often and that when I came in the next time it would be in, but, see it isn't, and so that's why I'm asking if perhaps you have one back in storage or something." The man rambled.
"Well, seeing as the particular book that you're looking for has been out of print for, oh, ten years or so, we wouldn't restock it 'every so often.' However, if you would like to order it, I'm sure we could find a copy somewhere." Draco forced himself to smile, and to not yell at the incompetent little-
"No, I think I'll just wait until you restock." The man said, and walked out.
"ARGH!" Draco exclaimed.
"What did he want?" The shopkeeper asked.
"A book by Lockhart." Draco replied. "He wanted a book by bloody Gilderoy Lockhart!"
