Jacie bit her lip and smiled.
"Uh...actually, I don't think I have any sugar. You could probably try Mrs. Mills in 4A, she's a real sweetheart."
Draco scoffed.
'Typical unprepared muggle,' he thought.
"No," he began, "that's quite alright. Sorry to disturb you."
Jacie shook her head, "It's okay...by the way, my name is Jacie."
Draco shook hands and gave a nod, "Draco."
'Draco,' thought Jacie, 'you are too fine.'
The two stood in awkward silence while trying to think of what to say.
"So...you just moved in?"
"Yeah," answered Draco, "I live with my...brother."
"There's two of you?!" Jacie burst out.
Draco frowned, "Yes?"
"Sorry, don't know what got into me."
Jacie glanced down at her watch. 7:17.
"Oh shit!" she screamed, causing Draco to become confused.
Jacie was about to make a mad dash for the elevator when the door to 4B opened and out walked a very familiar face.
"You!" screamed Jacie, a little louder than needed.
"What the bloody hell is wrong?" asked Draco, becoming impatient.
In all of this, Harry said...nothing. Jacie was rather cute. He rather liked the frumpled green uniform and bright pink band-aid over a cut on her leg.
"You know what? I have to go. Bye fellas," and with that, Jacie took of towards the elevator.
*****
"Well," began Draco sarcastically, "that went well."
For the past five minutes, Harry and Draco had stood in the hallway...just standing.
"Shall we go inside now?" asked Draco impatiently.
Harry shook his head, "Nope."
"Why the bloody blazes not?!"
"We have somewhere to go."
"Where?!"
"The Stardust Lounge."
*****
It had been a rather hard night for Jacie. She'd gotten to work around 7:30- just in time to get a lecture from Hank, her boss. It was his usual spiel, "if you're late one more time..." Tips had been slow and the people were cranky. Quite frankly, Jacie loved it. As she brought the runny eggs and burnt bacon to the old man in the corner booth she looked toward the door...It was Draco! He was with his brother...what was his name again? Harry? Yeah, that sounded right.
She watched as Marsha sat the two men. Draco seemed to be particularly disgusted by the diner.
'Who wouldn't?' Jacie thought, 'With its dingy walls and musty smell. It kind of reminds you of a sick room.'
Harry, on the other hand didn't seem to be fazed one bit by the decor. In fact, he was looking around with a rather amused smile on his face.
Jacie swallowed hard. She was the only waitress on staff tonight on account of Julia breaking her leg so...she was going to have to wait on them. Taking a deep breath, Jacie smoothed out her uniform, ran a hand through her hair and casually walked up to their table.
"So," she began rather nervously, "what can I get you?"
Draco glanced up at her and then glared at Harry, "Do you have tea?"
Jacie nodded.
"Well then, I'll have a cup of tea with an eighth of a lemon on the side."
Unable to control her laughter Jacie chuckled.
"Alright, and for you?" she looked over at Harry.
Harry smiled, his bright green eyes twinkling. "What's good here?"
Jacie laughed, "Well to be totally honest, all the food sucks. So what'll it be?"
Harry laughed, "I'll guess I'll just have a cup of coffee then. Black."
Jacie nodded and went to go grab their drinks.
As soon as she left Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Coffee?" he asked. "Since when did you drink coffee?"
Harry shrugged, "For a while now. It's stronger than tea. I actually prefer the taste."
As Jacie brought the tea and coffee towards their table she tripped on a loose tile, sending the drinks flying.
Draco's tea ended up in his lap while Harry's mug of coffee crashed gracelessly to the floor.
Draco howled in pain, gingerly dabbing his legs to try and alleviate the painful sting of hot tea
"Damn bloody muggle!" he cried.
Jacie stood in total shook for a moment. Then it came. She laughed.
Soon Harry joined in. After a few seconds, the whole diner was laughing...except for Draco.
"Fuck of you bloody wankers!" he shouted at the crowd before rushing out the eatery.
Harry cleared his throat and bent down the help Jacie pick up the fragments of glass from the floor.
"Can you tell your brother I'm sorry for me?" she asked Harry.
"Brother?"
"Yeah. You know, Draco?"
"Oh...right. Sure I'll tell him for you."
"Thanks. I feel kinda bad. Spilling on him and then laughing about it."
"I'm sure he'll be fine in a couple of days. I think you just bruised his ego a bit."
"Yeah. Well, Hank's coming over here no doubt to fire me so I'm gonna go. See ya around?"
"You bet."
Jacie took the glass fragments and put them in the trash before walking towards the counter, where Hank was waiting, with an angry look on his face.
Before she could beg for mercy, Harry walked up behind her and touched her lightly on the shoulder.
Jacie turned around.
"Yes?"
"I forgot this." he said as he pressed something into her palm. "Have a good night."
Jacie watched him walked out and it wasn't until he was out of sight that she realized that in her hand was a crisp one hundred dollar bill.
*****
end.
"Uh...actually, I don't think I have any sugar. You could probably try Mrs. Mills in 4A, she's a real sweetheart."
Draco scoffed.
'Typical unprepared muggle,' he thought.
"No," he began, "that's quite alright. Sorry to disturb you."
Jacie shook her head, "It's okay...by the way, my name is Jacie."
Draco shook hands and gave a nod, "Draco."
'Draco,' thought Jacie, 'you are too fine.'
The two stood in awkward silence while trying to think of what to say.
"So...you just moved in?"
"Yeah," answered Draco, "I live with my...brother."
"There's two of you?!" Jacie burst out.
Draco frowned, "Yes?"
"Sorry, don't know what got into me."
Jacie glanced down at her watch. 7:17.
"Oh shit!" she screamed, causing Draco to become confused.
Jacie was about to make a mad dash for the elevator when the door to 4B opened and out walked a very familiar face.
"You!" screamed Jacie, a little louder than needed.
"What the bloody hell is wrong?" asked Draco, becoming impatient.
In all of this, Harry said...nothing. Jacie was rather cute. He rather liked the frumpled green uniform and bright pink band-aid over a cut on her leg.
"You know what? I have to go. Bye fellas," and with that, Jacie took of towards the elevator.
*****
"Well," began Draco sarcastically, "that went well."
For the past five minutes, Harry and Draco had stood in the hallway...just standing.
"Shall we go inside now?" asked Draco impatiently.
Harry shook his head, "Nope."
"Why the bloody blazes not?!"
"We have somewhere to go."
"Where?!"
"The Stardust Lounge."
*****
It had been a rather hard night for Jacie. She'd gotten to work around 7:30- just in time to get a lecture from Hank, her boss. It was his usual spiel, "if you're late one more time..." Tips had been slow and the people were cranky. Quite frankly, Jacie loved it. As she brought the runny eggs and burnt bacon to the old man in the corner booth she looked toward the door...It was Draco! He was with his brother...what was his name again? Harry? Yeah, that sounded right.
She watched as Marsha sat the two men. Draco seemed to be particularly disgusted by the diner.
'Who wouldn't?' Jacie thought, 'With its dingy walls and musty smell. It kind of reminds you of a sick room.'
Harry, on the other hand didn't seem to be fazed one bit by the decor. In fact, he was looking around with a rather amused smile on his face.
Jacie swallowed hard. She was the only waitress on staff tonight on account of Julia breaking her leg so...she was going to have to wait on them. Taking a deep breath, Jacie smoothed out her uniform, ran a hand through her hair and casually walked up to their table.
"So," she began rather nervously, "what can I get you?"
Draco glanced up at her and then glared at Harry, "Do you have tea?"
Jacie nodded.
"Well then, I'll have a cup of tea with an eighth of a lemon on the side."
Unable to control her laughter Jacie chuckled.
"Alright, and for you?" she looked over at Harry.
Harry smiled, his bright green eyes twinkling. "What's good here?"
Jacie laughed, "Well to be totally honest, all the food sucks. So what'll it be?"
Harry laughed, "I'll guess I'll just have a cup of coffee then. Black."
Jacie nodded and went to go grab their drinks.
As soon as she left Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Coffee?" he asked. "Since when did you drink coffee?"
Harry shrugged, "For a while now. It's stronger than tea. I actually prefer the taste."
As Jacie brought the tea and coffee towards their table she tripped on a loose tile, sending the drinks flying.
Draco's tea ended up in his lap while Harry's mug of coffee crashed gracelessly to the floor.
Draco howled in pain, gingerly dabbing his legs to try and alleviate the painful sting of hot tea
"Damn bloody muggle!" he cried.
Jacie stood in total shook for a moment. Then it came. She laughed.
Soon Harry joined in. After a few seconds, the whole diner was laughing...except for Draco.
"Fuck of you bloody wankers!" he shouted at the crowd before rushing out the eatery.
Harry cleared his throat and bent down the help Jacie pick up the fragments of glass from the floor.
"Can you tell your brother I'm sorry for me?" she asked Harry.
"Brother?"
"Yeah. You know, Draco?"
"Oh...right. Sure I'll tell him for you."
"Thanks. I feel kinda bad. Spilling on him and then laughing about it."
"I'm sure he'll be fine in a couple of days. I think you just bruised his ego a bit."
"Yeah. Well, Hank's coming over here no doubt to fire me so I'm gonna go. See ya around?"
"You bet."
Jacie took the glass fragments and put them in the trash before walking towards the counter, where Hank was waiting, with an angry look on his face.
Before she could beg for mercy, Harry walked up behind her and touched her lightly on the shoulder.
Jacie turned around.
"Yes?"
"I forgot this." he said as he pressed something into her palm. "Have a good night."
Jacie watched him walked out and it wasn't until he was out of sight that she realized that in her hand was a crisp one hundred dollar bill.
*****
end.