The country had approved their relationship, but the wizarding world wasn't always as progressive. It was one of the reasons they did so much of their life caught between the two worlds. They had quickly learned neither of them were right and neither of them were entirely wrong, and they had to forge their own life in-between.

"It will break then," Draco said with the same dark determination he had shown in so many things in the past, so many things he had been willing to get rid of and plan for the future. Just as he was doing now. "And honestly, a firewhiskey would be nice."

Seamus smiled and nodded. "Good then. I hate wasting my work," he admitted, grinning as he nudged Dean before pulling out his wand and giving a flick of it.

A pair of tumblers and a decanter drifted over to a table by the chairs. "Help yourselves."