42 Fathers Questionable Gifts (2/2)

So, he decided that, unless necessary, he would not turn on the function and just wear the earmuffs as an accessory, the same way he wore the scarf Draco gave him.

Just then, right when Casimir had packed the books inside the basket, Harry and Ron passed behind him. ”Happy Birthday, Casimir.” Harry greeted in an unsure voice. ”I'm not entirely sure if it is really your birthday today. I just heard it from the others.”

”Heard is an understatement, Harry. Everyone was talking about it!” Ron had an ugly scowl on his face as he and Draco began to have a glaring match, looking about ready to start a fight any time soon.

”Thank you, Harry. It really is my birthday today. Got any presents?” Casimir had a teasing smile on his face as he winked at Harry.

”I-I...” Harry stuttered, looking around awkwardly.

”Haha! It's fine! I was just joking!” Casimir laughed and slapped Harry's shoulder reassuringly. ”Even my own best friend didn't give me a present!”

”Who said I had no present for you?!” Draco suddenly interjected. ”I haven't just given it yet!”

”Oh really? Where is it then?” Casimir had an eyebrow raised.

”It's... Somewhere, alright! I'll give it to you when I feel like it!” Draco snorted haughtily, making Casimir and Harry laugh.

They don't seem so bad after all. Harry thought to himself. Maybe Ron just heard more of the bad things about them than the good things.

”Well, will you look at that? It's nearly time for quidditch practice!” Draco suddenly stood up, still glaring at Ron. ”We better get going, Marie. Don't want to be late for practice like the Weaselys, don't we?”

”Come on, Draco. Play nice.” Casimir laughed.

”Yeah, Malfoy. Play nice. Don't want your father to know about this, do you?” Ron mocked Draco.

”Oh, I'm so scared! I don't want the entire Weasely army to suddenly barge into my room in the middle of the night for making their precious Ronny cry.” Draco mocked back.

”Weasely army?!” Ron exclaimed.

”What? I think it's quite befitting. There's around a hundred of you Weaselys scattered around the world!” Draco snorted.

Meanwhile, Casimir and Harry just looked at each other helplessly, rolling their eyes at their respective friend's childishness.

In the end, Casimir had to drag Draco away and Harry had to drag Ron. ”Well, I'll see you when I see you, Potter!” Casimir said and began to head to the quidditch field, dragging Draco by the arm with Theodore following them.

”Yeah, see you, Casimir!” Harry waved and watched them leave.