“What’swrongwithyou?”HarryaskedasDraoemergedfromthatroom.
Hisresponsewasasnarl,andDraothrustapieeofparhmentathimbeforeontinuingthroughtheroom.
“I’mgoingtoommitmurder,”DraohissedthroughlenhedteethandHarryjumpedslightlyastheportraitswungshutwithasmbehindhim.
Frowning,Harrylookeddownattheletter.Ashereadit,hewonderedvaguelywhihRavenwtheSlytherinshadmadewritethisbeausetherewasnowaytheywouldbeabletosoundsoknowledgeable,butthenthefullimpliationsoftheletterhithimandhealmostrippedtheletterintwo.Itwasdisgusting.Iftheydidanyresearhwhatsoever,theywouldknowthatDrao’swingsouldn’tsupporthiminflightyet.Iftheywantedtoinvokewhateverrulethatwas,theywouldhaveapointiftheymentionedhowDraowasnowintunewiththemagialurrentsaroundhimandthatwouldaidhiminfindingthesnith;butthiswasjustanexuse,andabadoneatthat,tokikDraoofftheSlytherinteam.
HeknewthatDraowouldlikelybeiedbysomeonebeforeheatuallyommittedthemurderthathewantedtoommittonight,sohewasn’ttooworriedabouttheoverallhealthoftheSlytherinteamfortheday’smath.Yet,somethingwasstillwrongaboutthis,andhedidn’tknowquitehowtodealwithit.Asmuhashehatedtoadmitit,DraohadbeenhisbiggestompetitioninQuiddith,andsometimeshisonlyompetition.AndHarryhadbeenlookingforwardtotestinghisownskillagainstDrao’sfullskills,whihinludedthoseoftheVeriae.SotheSlytherinteamhaddeniednotonlyDraowhathewanted,they’ddeniedHarrywhatHarryhadwanted.Somethingwouldhavetobedoneaboutthat.So,letterinhand,HarryheadedfortheGryffindoronRoom.HeneededtotalktotheGryffindorQuiddithaptain.
DraohadfallenasleeplongafterHarryonThursdaynight,andwasthereforenotsurprisedtowakeuponFridaymlongafterHarrydid.Hewassurprisedatthewarmthofhisbed,however.Drao’sownbodyheatdidn’ttendtowarmupthatmuhsurfaeareaofthebed…butheshruggeditoff.PotterhadbeendoingsowellatdenyingtheVeriaebondfortherestoftheweek,Draodoubtedhewouldletitsliponeheknewhowtoshutitout.AndtodaywasFriday…thesameFridayoftheGryffindorvs.Slytherinmaththathe’dbeenexludedfrom.Draofeltirritationatthis,butmuhmoreatthefatthatSnapehadbeenpratiallywaitingtoihimbeforehe’dgottentotheSlytherinonRoom.Murderwasn’tlookedwelluponafterall.TheonlyonsotionSnapeouldofferDraowasthathe’dhadnosayinwhattheSlytherinteamhaddone,soitwaspereivablethatDraoouldtalkhisteammatesintovotinghimbakontheteamataterdateifhesowished.
Andthatbroughthimbaktothemaththisafternoon.Lookingoveratthelok,hewasinformedthatitwastwominutesaftertwelverightnow.Wellthatiswhathappenswhenonegoestosleepatfiveinthem,hethought.Andsinehe’dalreadyskippedhismsses,Draopulledtheoversoverhiseyestoshutoutanylightintheroomandpromptlywentbaktosleep.
Afewhourster,Draowasthrustbakintorealitybythesuddenabseneofthewarmththatthoseoversprovided,andheopenedhiseyesfullyintendingtobstanyonewhodaredwakehimuplikethatarosstheroom.Butwhenhelookedupandwasmetwitheyesidentialtohisownheresistedthatthought.HisfathersatdownonthefootofDrao’sbedandwassilentforafewseondsbeforehespoke.
“Isupposeyouwouldratherbesleepingthanhexingyourteammatesfromthestands.Thatwasaverymaturehoie.”
Draodeidednottopointoutthathehadn’tevenonsid
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