"Merlin, I want that," Hermione said greedily, pointing at the chocolate cake in a display window. She turned to Draco using the puppy eyes that always worked on him. "Please?"
"Chocolate cake? You hate chocolate cake," Draco replied unsurely. "Do you really want a piece?"
"A piece?" Hermione snorted. "I want the entire cake for myself."
Draco hesitated, knowing Hermione wasn't really herself. It was all her damn cravings fault. Whenever he gave into buying her ridiculous cravings, she always got upset the next day that it was almost unbearable.
"Of course dear," he replied.
He was such a sap.