He had discovered golf for himself, which made sense because it was a posh sport and he was still a posh bastard. He liked going to the cinema, even if it was less about the films (he'd seen a lot of good ones, but also a lot of bad ones) and more about the delicious popcorn. Twice a year, on the days after their birthdays, he and Blaise would go to an amusement park. (Roller coasters, Draco had quickly ascertained, gave him more thrills than any Wronski Feint, since you couldn't control them and not knowing what was going to happen next was extremely exciting.)