"Oh, Ru – ehm, Her-mi-o-ne, I mean. Sorry, it will take a bit of time to get used to that." He shyly smiled. "I can’t say I’m not hurt, but I get it. And honestly, I doubt we would’ve been friends otherwise. Let’s be honest. And well, I, even more, doubt that you two love birds would have gotten together if not for Potter’s lack of sanity... I forgive you, I guess. I hate being mad at people. It hurts me too much, you know. And if you’ve gotten Draco to forgive you after that, I think then you should already be given Merlin’s price for achieving the impossible. Once, he stayed mad at me for a month, because I broke his fifth wand. His fucking fifth wand when we were seven. And it was by accident. Just so you know..." Theo ignored Draco’s glare once again. "But I have one condition."