“Tibsy,rememberweneedabirthdayakeattheHufflepufftabletonight.”
“Iremember,MisterMalfoy,”theelfreassuredhim.
“Choote?Orwasitarrotake?”Draoasked,skimminghisnotes.
“Choote,MisterMalfoy.”
“Right.Thankyou,Tibsy.”
Draosmiledandlookedbakdowntothelistoffoodshehadanizedfortoday’smeals.Hefoundhimselfaskingquestionsjusttohaveanexusetospeak.HehadbeenlessthanenthusiastiwhenMGonagallhadsuggestedhebeinhargeofanizingmenusfortheGreatHall.Hehadneverreallythoughtaboutitbeforehand,butsomeonehadtodeidewhattheywouldbeeatingeveryday.Anditwassomethingtodo.Hehaddonenothingbutsitaroundinhisquarters,sinehehadfinallyfinishedthelong,tediousproessofbeominganAnimagus.
Hehadagreed,simplybeauseitmeanthewouldbeabletotalktosomeone,anyone,inhisdaytodaylife.Hewouldseetheheadmasterfordrinksoasionally,butheouldtellthemeetingswerealwaysmoreofawelfarehekthananythingelse.Shewasanieenoughwoman,butshewasn’thisfriend.
Spendingallhistimearoundhouseelvesmadehimfeelasthoughmaybehewasgoingabitfunny,aswell,buttherewasnoonetohekforhim.Hewasterriblyonernedthathewoulddeveloponeoftheirstrangespeehpatternsandbenonethewiserbeausetheyweretheonlylivingthingshespoketo.
Hesighed,hekingofftheitemshehadgoneoverwithTibsy.Hewasdonefortheday.Thejobdidn’ttakelong.Hewouldometothekithenaroundfiveeahm,eatandmakesurethatthehouseelveshadgoneoverthelisthehadleftforthemthedaybefore.Theyalwayssentabitofwhattheyhadmadetohisroomaroundmealtimesaswell,whihheappreiated.Itwasn’tasthoughheouldbewalkingbakandfortharosstheastleallwillynillythroughouttheday.
“I’llbegoingthen,”hesaid,pushinghishairbakfromthetable.
“Willyoubewantingtotakeateaoraoffee,MisterMalfoy?”Tibsyasked,standingupinahurry.
“Nottoday,thankyou.Here’stomorrow’slist,aswell,”headded,pullingapieeofparhmentfromhisbag.
Theelfnoddedandtookthepaper,tukingitintoherpillowase.
Hewalkedovertothewallthatleadtothehallway,gningatthelok.Itwasonlyseveninthem,andthenumberofpeoplewanderingaroundthehallswouldbefew,thenumberwanderingnearthedungeonsevenfewer.Draoastadisillusioharmonhimselfandsteppedoutintothehallway.Hehurrieddownthefamiliarpathtohisrooms,passingonlyfiveorsixstudentsintheproess.Theyreatedtohimaboutasmuhastheywouldhavereatedtoabreeze.
Eventually,hereahedtheoldSlytherindungeons.ThedormshadbeenmovedabovegroundinanattempttokeeptheSlytherinslessseludedfromtherestofthestudentbody,althoughlivinginthedungeonshadneverseemedtoondemntheHufflepuffsinanyway.Still,heuoodthese,afterthewar.NowtheoldSlytherindungeonswereinastateofapparentdisuse.DraoandMGonagallweretheonlyonestoknowthepassword.
Draostoppedinfrontofthestonewallandmurmured,“Sepultura.”
Thebriksbegantoshift,openingaholeinthewall,whih
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