
Draco's residual guilt over sleeping with Draven meant that Charlie was getting his way a lot more now. Like the whole camping debacle. Draco definitely would have found a way to get out of spending a weekend in the woods, sleeping on the ground in a flimsy nylon tent, if he hadn't still felt like a dick for fucking Charlie's ex. And now there was this, agreeing to have dinner in some diner Charlie insisted was good, but that looked like it would definitely give Draco food poisoning. "So it's just... sandwiches and things?" he asked, walking into the place with Charlie and looking around, trying to give it a chance. It was just, he knew such
nice places that he could take Charlie. "This looks --" And then he froze, confused, and pulled away from Charlie to walk up to one of the booths because this was the last place on earth Narcissa Black should be, and he had no idea who the boy she was with was. "Mum?"
Narcissa had been having a very nice time with Thor. They'd gone for a walk in the park and around the city, and then he'd driven her to the diner on his motorbike. It was very romantic and sweet and Narcissa was eating a burger and chips and drinking a milkshake, which was very unlike her. When Draco came up to them she nearly choked. She definitely hadn't mentioned that her children were about the same age as Thor when she'd talked about them. "Draco," she said, forcing herself to swallow the chip in her mouth. "Darling, what are you doing here?"
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