Matchmaker - OTA

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After the previous day's disastrous reunion with his mother, Draco was feeling a lot like a dirty rag in the gutter. However, there was nothing like meddling (well, not technically meddling since he had permission from Meg) in other people's lives to provide a way to ignore the shit storm in your own. That was what Draco believed and so he was

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Draco had to grin a little. "I can only hope Meg will fancy someone with some extra muscle. There are quite a few promising ones."

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"And let's hope your brother doesn't say no," Draco said, and poured himself some tea. "Would you like some?"

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Draco laughed. "I've always been partial to Earl Grey. An English thing, I suppose," he said squeezing a large amount of honey from the plastic honey bear into the tea cup.

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"Beer isn't bad. I like hard liquor better," he said. "Wine is good too, but wine to me is like green tea for you."

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That made him pause. "How old are you, really?" Draco asked. "Not that I'm going to say anything about the beer if you're underage, I'm just curious."

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"Cute," Draco said, grinning. "So there's four of you. Where are you from?"

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Not in the least.

"Really? I've been meeting a lot of people from there lately..."

Smooth recovery.

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"Well, that's true," Draco admitted. "You're not the strangest thing I've seen, so there's that."

A brilliant consolation prize.