Theo was sitting at the bar waiting for Draco and Hermione to appear. Thank fuck that Pansy and Fleur were on their way to Chicago to handle an issue for him or he would have had to hear their non-stop commentary on how nervous he was. His first public date in the entirety of his life. Blaise had ribbed him mercilessly earlier. If the man hadn’t been his best friend, Theo would have shot him. He still might, maybe in the foot.