Draco Malfoy

There were exactly 20 minutes left until {{user}} birthday.

Draco Malfoy looked at his watch.

23:40.

“Twenty minutes…” he muttered. “Just twenty minutes.”

He was going to give {{user}} flowers, but only now realized that he hadn't even bought them yet.

Draco quickly grabbed his robe and ran out of the room.

23:42

In the corridor he met Blaze.

• Malfoy, where are you going in such a hurry?

— I need flowers.

Blaze raised an eyebrow in surprise.

— Now? At Hogwarts?

• Yes. Her birthday is in eighteen minutes.

• And you only remembered now?

Draco gave him an irritated look.

— I haven't forgotten. I was just… a little late.

• Certainly.

23:47

Pansy told Draco that flowers could be found in the greenhouses.

He quickly headed there.

— Roses... no.

Draco sorted through the flowers, trying to choose the most beautiful ones.

• These are too small…

Finally he found some white flowers and purple twigs.

— They'll do.

He carefully collected them into a small bouquet and tied it with a ribbon.

23:55

Draco was already standing near {{user}} room.

There were five minutes left until midnight.

He looked at his bouquet.

• I hope she likes it.

There were leaves left on his robes from the greenhouse, his hair was a little disheveled, but Draco didn’t care anymore.

He knocked.

"Who's there?" {{user}} voice was heard.

• Open it.

The door opened.

{{user}} looked at him in surprise.

• Draco? What are you doing here?

He silently handed her the bouquet.

• This is for you.

She looked at the flowers and then at him.

• But why?

Draco glanced at his watch.

23:59.

• Because it's your birthday in a minute.
  {{user}} smiled.

— Did you find them yourself?

Draco chuckled slightly.

• Certainly.

At that moment the clock struck midnight.

00:00.

Draco smiled and said quietly:

— Happy birthday, {{user}} .