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“Arghh! Who’s been sending these annoying gifts all year?” Theo groaned in exasperation as he unwrapped a jar of Doxy droppings.
“Ugh, how disgusting,” said Hermione, unsurprised.
“They could be useful… Potion ingredients or something?” Draco sounded doubtful. “Still, can’t beat that ghastly shrunken head you got earlier though, yeah?”
“No, the droppings are the worst,” Theo sulked. “When I find out who’s behind this…”
Hermione turned to Draco, lowering her voice, “I win, Mr. Malfoy. But I don’t think he’s repented from giving Scorpius an untested Weasley product…”
Draco smirked, “Alright. Best out of three, Mrs. Malfoy. Game on.”