anon request for drarry - it's drarry-ish! - drarry, jegulus, implied wolfstar - word count: 266
“Okay, everyone’s got their bets in?” James asked loudly, looking around the large room of people and holding up a Santa hat that jingled with coins.
“James, don’t you think this is a little…much?” Regulus muttered from next to him, face twisting. “Betting on your son’s love life?”
But Lily chose that time to yell out, “You got my twenty on Luna, right?”
“Got it!” James shouted back, grinning and pointing at his ex-wife.
“And my fifteen on Ginny?” Sirius called as well.
“It’s in here!” James replied.
This seemed to be reassurance enough for Regulus. “Fine. Fine, I want fifty on Draco, then.”
The whole room went quiet, James turning to his husband. “Draco? Are you sure, love? I mean, I know Harry’s bi, but of all the blokes, he could take home…”
Regulus rolled his eyes and snorted, “I’m sure. Potters have a type.”
At this, a few people in the room, Lily included, seemed to reconsider. But it was too late, as footsteps outside signalled Harry’s arrival with his new mystery partner.
“Does anyone see anything?” Sirius hissed, craning his neck to see out the window as Regulus went to get the door.
“Blonde hair, perhaps?” Remus asked hopefully, as he, too, had bet on Luna Lovegood.
But a moment later, Regulus re-entered the sitting room looking absolutely smug. Because yes, the person on Harry’s arm did have blonde hair.
But he also had gray eyes and a Malfoy-crest ring on his finger.
So Regulus gleefully took the Santa hat full of galleons without a word, while everyone welcomed Draco to Christmas dinner.
