“What if she never wakes up? What if she dies? I’ll be an orphan,” she sobbed.
Could anything rip out his heart any more? “Don’t worry about that, Cupcake. You’ll never be alone. You’re mum will get better. Besides, you have me…and Blaise.”
That seemed to make her feel better. She sat up and looked back and forth between Draco and Blaise. She had a puzzled look on her face.
“Are you two gay?”
Blaise spit out his fire whiskey and coughed. “Shit, where did that come from?”
“Just wondering.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“No, we’re not gay,” Draco laughed. “Far from it.”
“Well good. Then Blaise can be my boyfriend.” Caroline clapped her hands.
This time Draco choked. “What?”
“Oh, Darlin’, you wouldn’t want me for a boyfriend.” Blaise winked at her. “I have really bad habits. I smoke, I drink, I leave the toilet seat up…” Caroline giggled.
“Yeah, and see how hairy he is? He sheds all the time. Plus, he’s not good enough for you.” Draco smirked.
Blaise grinned and was about to give Draco the finger.
“Zabini, don’t you dare give me the one-finger salute. See what I mean, Caroline? No class, that one.”