"What’s wrong, Theo? Can’t keep up?" Draco teased, laughing. The objective was, of course, as stupid as their reason for celebrating. " Draco, it’s just not normal to be happy your betrothed was carrying on a very public affair,"  his mother had bemoaned, but Draco disagreed, especially when the betrothed in question was about as exciting as dry toast on legs. In fact, Draco had felt an odd sense of  pride  that the little monster had managed something as exciting and scandalous as an affair. 