Draco glanced up from his pumpkin juice from his place in the healer's tearoom, Kagome trudging in covered in goo. "What is that?" he sniffed, jerking his head at her robes.
"A failed attempt at making a painkiller potion, did you know that essence of rue couldn't be put into a potion?" Kagome asked, wiping the goo away from under her eyes.
"I didn't really care to know about that… just being honest." Draco shrugged.
Kagome sent a look across the table, bracing herself against the tabletop and dropping her head in thought.
'I don't understand, I wonder if I can do something else with it instead? Maybe if I add less mandrake?' Kagome thought.
Draco slid his mug of pumpkin juice across the table, Kagome's dark head lifting to see what he was doing.
"You look like you need this more than I do." He mumbled.
Kagome pushed the mug back, "thank you, but I couldn't take your drink."
Draco frowned and shot his hand forward around Kagome's wrist, pushing the mug into her opened hand. "I'm trying to be nice, please take it."
Kagome sighed as the edges of her mouth turned up slightly, "I appreciate it, thank you. But it isn't nice to grab people…"
Draco's teeth clenched as he released the woman in front of him, "you're never satisfied with people trying."
Kagome's eyebrow quirked as she took a small, tentative sip of the pumpkin juice, "all I'm saying is that you're better then your namesake, you're different from the rest of your family. You proved that when you fought on our side."
"Just take the pumpkin juice and say thank you, you don't have to lecture me every time you see me." Draco's face began turning pink as he blushed.
Kagome shrugged and stood up, "better see if I can get that potion right. See you later."
Draco grumbled as she walked out, leaning forward and re-claiming his mug of pumpkin juice.