AboyonabroomstikzoomeddownthehallsofHogwarts,histhoughtswhirling.Drao’snothere.WhereisDraowhereisDraowhereisDrao?
Thebroomwaspulledtoasuddenstopatargewindow,itsviewoverlookingthegroundsofHogwarts.Wait…whatwasFirenzedoingoutsideoftheForest—
TheForest!
Gssexplodedoutwardsastheboyguidedhisbroomoutoftheastle,poketinghisstillsmokingwandashedidso.
“HarryPotter!”Firenze’svoiearriedupwardthroughthepeltingrain.“Youmusthurry—”
“Where’sDrao?”
“IntheForest!Youmustfindhimbeforehedies!”
“Iknow!”Harrysreamedthroughtherainashehurledforwardtowardstheloomingtrees,handfallingbaktohiswand.“Pointme!”hisvoieshriekedthroughtherain,raspyandhurried.
Followingthediretiongivenbythewand,boyandbroomenteredtheForest.
“Drao!”
Cloudedeyesopenedslightly.What?
“Drao!”
Whywouldsomeoneallhisname?Darknesssurroundedhim…sosleepy.
“Drao!”
Goaway;darknessfeelsnopain.Draodidn’twanttofeelpainanymore.
“Drao!”
Orbsofbkedwithsilverblinked.“Harry?”amethestartledwhisper.
“Drao!”
Harryndedungraefullyonthegroundtothefallenboy.OneouldhardlyseeDrao,loakedashewasinanauraofebony.It’llsuffoatehim!Harrythoughtfrantiallyashedoveintotheloudedaura.
“Don’tdie,Drao,”hemuttered,ashefoughtthroughrainandauratogettoDrao.Thewingsseemedtohearwhattheboydidnot,astheybegantobeatattheaura,wasiftopushitaway.