“Idon’tthinkIhavemuhofahoie,”HarrymutteredasHermionenoddedknowingly.
“Idon’tgetit,”Ronspoke.“Whydoesn’tHarryhaveahoie?”
“WellRon,”Hermionespoke.“Harry,bystoppingDrao’sVeriaesidefromkillinghiminanefforttoappeasehissoulmate—”
“Waitaminute.What?”
“That’swhytheVeriaewillommitsuiide,”Harrymuttered,staringatthefloor.“Inatwistedway,itthinksthatkillingitselfwillmakethematehappyifthematehatesitsomuhthathe/shewon’tbondwithhim/her.”
“Weird,”Ronmuttered.
“Yes,anyway,nowthatHarryhas…well…shallwesay,ommittedhimselftotheVeriaesideofDraoMalfoy,he’llnowhavetoompletethebond.”
“Or…?”
“Draowilldoitforhim,”HermionefinishedandHarrywined.
“WHAT?”
“RememberhowVeetreattheirmates,Ron?”HermioneaskedastutteringRon.“Well,VeriaearenotVeeinanygeiway,buttheirneedtoompletethebondnowthatthesoulmate,inthisinstaneHarry,hasommittedhimselfwillstarttolookverysimirifHarrydoesn’tompletethebondhimself.”
“SoHarry’sgoingto…mate…withMalfoy?”Ronouldn’tkeeptheslightdisgustoutofhisvoieandfortheseondtimeHarryfoundhimselfwining.
“Notlikethat,Ron.”HespokeandRonheavedasighofrelief.
“That’sright.Harry’sonlygottokisshim.”
“Potter’sgottokissme?”DraohalfshoutedastheelderMalfoyfinishedexpininghowhissonwouldompletethebondwithHarryPotter.
“Drao!”Luius’sownvoieroseinvolume,remindingtheyoungerMalfoythatshoutingatthetopofone’slungslikethatwasanundignifiedatuingofaMalfoy.
Ronblinkedandthenfrowned.“WhatkindofkissarewetalkingaboutHermione?”
Harryalsofrowned.Hehadn’tthoughtofthat.
“Thebookdoesn’tsay,butI’mguessingit’sjustaregurkiss.”