Don't Ever Forget

XXIV.

"I'll get those teas right away," she says and walks away. Draco looks smug and I let my curiosity get the best of me.

"Draco, what did you tell her?" I ask and he just waves away the question. 

"You'll see," then his face grows serious, "Are you ever going to tell me what happened at the Ministry yesterday?" I wince when he brings up the question and I try my hardest to read his expression. 

"You just won't let it go, will you?" I ask, hoping that for some reason he will just let it go. 

"No," he replies and I sigh. I can't tell him what happened at the beginning of our date or else the rest of the date would be ruined. 

"If I promise to tell you at the end of the date, will you forget about it for now?" I ask and he looks accomplished.

"Fine, but just so you know I won't let you go home without telling me," he says and I roll my eyes. Just then Madam Puddifoot placed down two cups of tea in front of us and I thought that was it until she comes back a second later with the largest assortment of tea cakes and sweets I've ever seen. It looked like it could be everything on the menu and more. My eyes widen in surprise and I can't help noticing the other couples turning to stare in envy. 

"Thank you," Draco tells Puddifoot, looking completely casual. 

"No problem, dear. Enjoy," she says and gives me a wink. When she walks away I turn to Draco and laugh.

"You ordered all this?" I ask in disbelief and he chuckles.

"Of course. I couldn't just take you on a mediocre Hogsmeade date. I know it's supposed to make up for not having one while at Hogwarts but I want to give you the best," he says and I blush. I look down at the assortment and I sigh. 

"We can't possibly finish all this!" I exclaim and laugh.

"You don't have to worry about finishing. Just tell me, would you prefer something chocolate or fruity?" he asks and I take a moment to look over everything. 

"Chocolate," I reply and he nods like he's deep in thought. 

"Milk or Dark chocolate?" 

"Dark," I reply again and he nods. He takes a fork and sticks it into a small dark chocolate cake thats complete with powdered sugar and shredded chocolate on top. He lifts a piece off and brings the fork towards me. I reach my hand to grab the fork from him but he pulls it back a bit. 

"Let me," he says and I understand. He brings the fork to my mouth and he watches as my lips close over it. Once the chocolate hits my tongue I fall in love with it, it's instantly the best cake I've ever had and I let myself indulge in the flavor. He picked exactly what I would like and I smile at him.

"What do you think?" he asks, although I'm certain he already knows what I think. 

"It's... really good," I say once I'm finished. He chuckles and takes a bite of the cake I just had.

"This one happens to be my favorite, but you still have many more to try," he says and I look at all the cakes, already knowing I'll be full before I'm even finished with half. 

"I thought you didn't like sweet things," I said, suddenly remembering Draco's words when he ordered the black coffee weeks ago. He seems to remember this, too, and smiles.

"Well... that only applies to coffee," he says sheepishly. 

"Hm... so we really aren't as different as you wanted me to believe," I tease and he just rolls his eyes while offering me another bite of cake. 

We get through most of the cakes after many talking and tea breaks in about an hour and a half. I feel happy and full having just tried so many sweet and decadent dishes and Draco seems pleased with himself. Puddifoot brings him a bill and he looks over it nonchalantly. He tries his best to hide the contents from me but I see a flash of numbers and am shocked. It looks like a lot.

"Draco... how much was all this?" I ask and he just shakes his head.

"You don't need to worry about that," he says playfully. 

"Can I pay for part of it?" I ask and he looks at me dumbstruck. 

"Absolutely not," he says as if it was the most ridiculous question in the world and places a hefty amount of galleons on the table. He gets up, and before I can count the galleons myself, puts his arm around me and leads me out of the shop. Puddifoot gives me a smile as we leave and I return it, feeling like a giddy child. 

"Another Hogsmeade rite of passage is Honeydukes," he tells me and I groan.

"Draco! I'm stuffed from all those sweets from Puddifoots and now you want me to eat more?" I ask and he laughs. 

"No, no. This will just be a gift for you to take home," he says as we walk through the doors. Inside it's warm and the smell of candy fills the air. Draco picks up a box and starts thoughfully picking out certain candies. Chocolate, peppermints, toffees, a whole variety, and he doesn't seem to be restricting himself this time either. 

"After the taste test we had back at Puddifoot's I think I have a good idea of what you like," he says with a grin as he fills the box. He places the lid on and pays for it, giving a few more galleons like nothing. I feel a bit embarrassed that he's paid for everything but he doesn't give me the opportunity to offer my own money. 

When we walk out of the shop, he hands the box to me.

"So, when you go home and take a bite of one of these, you'll think of me even when I'm not there," he says and I giggle. If only he knew I still thought about him every day without needing a reminder.  

"And what about me?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" 

"What will you have that makes you think of me?" I ask and he laughs. He puts his arm around my waist, pulls me closer to him, and kisses me. Passionately. 

"I have this," he says when he pulls back and I feel my cheeks redden. He smiles down at me and I dread this date coming to an end. 

"So, this is it for now?" I ask, a bit awkwardly, wondering if he wanted to go. 

"Oh, no. I have one more thing for you. Follow me," he says, as if I had a choice, and grabs my hand to lead me down the street, away from the shops and away from Hogsmeade.