Draco couldn’t believe what was happening in front of his eyes. Some ordinarily muggle was fondling a bottle of wine that he had helped craft and bring into existence. Flaunting it unabashedly. And for what? To flirt. With Granger. Granger, who was here for meeting purposes. Have these Muggles been taught anything? He grimaced as the guy expertly popped the bottle and grinned at her as the fizz subsided, pouring out two glasses of the luscious red liquid.