Two Weeks, Twelve Dates, and One Very Fast Broom
Lucien discovered something important over the next two weeks.
Scheduling dates was harder than managing a multinational business empire.
Much harder.
The Dating Disaster (Organized Chaos Edition)
Lucien's schedule became a battlefield.
Monday: Hermione — library, tea, and an argument about magical theory that somehow turned into laughter.
Tuesday: Katie — flying talk, jokes, and competitive broom comparisons.
Wednesday: Clara — calm, polite, and unexpectedly sharp observations.
Thursday: Angelina — confident, energetic, and absolutely not subtle.
Friday: Daphne — elegant walks and quiet conversation.
Saturday: Cassandra — strategic discussions disguised as casual talk.
Sunday: Susan — gentle smiles, warm pastries, and soft laughter.
Then it somehow continued.
Draco (Evelyn) — proud, reserved, and very carefully guarded.
Penelope — sweet, nervous, and heartfelt.
Cho Chang — bright smiles and flying promises.
Tonks — loud laughter, terrible jokes, and emotional reassurance.
Akeno — teasing, hand-holding, and zero shame.
Lucien survived.
Barely.
Venelana watched all of it with amusement.
Claire judged him silently.
Astoria Greengrass: Unexpected Spoiling
During one outing with Daphne, Lucien met her younger sister.
Astoria Greengrass.
She was small.
Frail.
Soft-spoken.
Lucien blinked.
"…She's adorable."
Astoria looked up shyly.
Lucien noticed something strange.
Her appearance—delicate features, pale beauty, quiet strength—reminded him of Morgan le Fay from the Fate legends.
That was… unexpected.
Without realizing it, Lucien spoiled her.
Ice cream.
Books.
A quiet park walk.
Daphne watched with narrowed eyes.
"You're enjoying this too much."
Lucien smiled calmly.
"She deserves it."
Astoria smiled brightly.
Evelyn's True Appearance
Lucien finally saw Evelyn Malfoy properly.
Silver hair.
Graceful posture.
Powerful aura.
She stood tall, composed, elegant.
Lucien paused.
"…You look like Rossweisse."
Evelyn raised an eyebrow.
"…I'll take that as a compliment."
"It is," Lucien replied honestly.
She looked… pleased.
Just a little.
Flying Lessons (And Accidental Chaos)
Cho Chang arrived right on time.
Lucien taught her patiently.
Balance.
Control.
Wind reading.
Her flying improved rapidly.
"You're not thinking anymore," Lucien said. "You're listening."
Cho smiled brightly.
"That's because you're good at teaching."
Lucien blinked.
"…Thank you."
Sky-1 Takes the Stage
Lucien brought out the broom.
Sleek.
Dark.
Refined.
"I named it Sky-1," he said.
Cho, Angelina, Katie, and Clara mounted it one by one.
The moment they kicked off—
Shock.
Speed.
Perfect control.
"This is faster than the Nimbus 2001!" Katie shouted.
"And smoother!" Clara added.
Angelina grinned wildly.
"When does this go to market?"
"In a month," Lucien replied.
They nodded happily.
Then Lucien added casually—
"I'll give one to each of you."
Silence.
"…What?" Cho asked.
Lucien nodded.
"You helped test it."
They didn't argue.
They hugged him.
Cho kissed his cheek.
Katie kissed his cheek.
Clara kissed his cheek.
All three turned red immediately.
Angelina kissed his cheek too—
And didn't blush at all.
Lucien stood there, stunned.
"…This summer is dangerous," he concluded.
Two weeks passed in a blur of laughter, flying, dates, and quiet moments.
Lucien returned home one evening, exhausted.
Venelana hugged him.
"You survived."
Lucien nodded slowly.
"…Barely."
But for the first time—
Being busy felt good.