Angelina/Coffee

Blaise sighed as he fell into the booth. He was getting tired of running around on these stupid errands for Draco. True this was the only time Draco had asked him to do anything since the war ended, but it was the principle of the matter. Draco had changed a lot in the year since the war had ended. Blaise was pretty sure it had something to do with his father's not so recent incarceration. Draco had never been particularly fond of his father but he did what he had to to survive in the house of mad men and fools.

Blaise raised his hand as a waitress walked his way. The teenaged girl looked harried and didn't notice him. He didn't bother her.

He leaned back, prepared to wait.

"Blaise?"

He whipped his head around at the familiar voice. Sure enough there stood Angelina Johnson.

"Oh! An-Angelina." He stuttered slightly.

She smiled and looked pointedly at the seat opposite him. He shook his head and motioned for her to take a seat, sitting up in the process.

She sat down. Almost immediately the previous waitress decided to come join them. "Sorry about that! What can I get you?"

"Um actually, I was just-" Angelina began. Blaise reached out and touched her hand. His touch more than anything stopped the Chaser. There was just something about it that was comforting, yet she was almost annoyed at his familiar manner.

"Please, let me."

She bit her tongue and turned her attention to the waitress. "Coffee and eggs benedict. If you please." She added, not missing the wince from Blaise.

The waitress scribbled on her pad then turned to Blaise. "And you?"

"Orange juice and toast with bacon."

"Any condiments?" The waitress directed the question at them both.

"Butter." Blaise requested.

Angelina shook her head. The waitress drifted off.

"Coffee?" Blaise asked.

"What's wrong with it?" Angelina demanded stiffly.

He shrugged. "Nothing, if you don't mind ulcers, dental stains, heart burn and drinking pure calcium to replace what you lose."

Angelina rolled her eyes. "Please! Coffee isn't that bad for you!"

"Do you know what happens in the body when it drinks coffee?" Blaise demanded as the waitress returned with thier food (A/N: This is a wizard run shop so food is ready rediculously fast)

"If I say yes, will you shut up and let me enjoy it?" Angelina demanded.

Blaise frowned at her. "Hardly."

She picked up her mug and sniffed at it with a decidely evil smirk on her face. "Mmmmmm Coffee." She purred.

He rolled his eyes. "It's your funeral." He muttered as she took a big gulpful.

Angelina choked on her mouthfull. "Ach! No sugar!"

Blaise laughed.

888

Ginny and Draco crouched together in the laurell bushes outside the small resturant as Angelina and Blaise bickered about who would pay the tab.

"They don't exactly seem to be enjoying each other's company, do they?" Draco asked.

"Don't be rediculous. Just because they're not lovers like we are-"

"In your dreams, Weasel." He growled. Ginny smirked to herself as she noticed his voice wasn't as harsh as it could have been.

"Sorry. I forgot. Open lovers. Lovers who shout it out to the mountains."

"Never. In a million years." He growled again.

"Don't hate. Besides, I won." She gestured into the resturant where Angelina was standing on the table, holding the check above her head. Blaise was not quite ready to join her up there in order to be the one to pay but he didn't look happy at all.

Draco laughed. "Alright. You win."

Ginny smirked proudly. Then before he truly knew what he was doing, Draco leaned in and kissed her.

(A/N: well at least I lived to see twenty before I was kidnapped and ransomed by my fans. It was a good twenty years. Except for the parts that weren't. But we don't need to talk about crazy mothers. BTW To day is my Birthday!