2
The training room was dark, and the scent of peanut butter was thick in the air, wafting off my gear and Draco's robes. Alec split to go see Magnus while we walked home from The Peanut Shack. We got lots of menacing glares from bypassing walruses, but everyone knows that's because sea creatures have an aversion to pureed spreads.
"You shouldn't be here…" I said to the floor.
Draco looked at me pleadingly, "Why? Because I'm a wizard?" the accusation in his voice was palpable. "A former death eater?! Well, I left that all behind to come here, and look how you turned out!"
"Don't you understand? I have dreams, too!" tears cut lines in the peanut butter on my flushed cheeks. "I wanted to swim with the whales!"
"That doesn't have to be impossible," he liked some peanut butter off my hand. "There's only one thing I need, and I will help you."
"What? What?!"
"Sprinkles, the rainbow kind.
A long, torturous silence followed before I said, "But Magnus is the only one who—"
"Don't you think I know that?! I can't very well go see him, can I? You know about my condition…"
"If you mean that you're a Hogwarts wizard, and that therefore Magnus must hate you, that isn't important."
"No. I mean that I have a…an obsession with baking."
"Why would Magnus care about that?"
"Well the Truffula Trees are only in bloom once a year, right?"
"No, but fine. I'll do it. I'll get you the sprinkles, but you have an oath to keep. I'll be amongst the whales if it's the last thing I do."
"It won't be."