Draolooksathimwearily,asifhe’sweighingwhetherheshouldagreetoengageiniviloionwithhim.Intheend,hesighsandtalks.“It’s…hazy.ButIstillknowwhat’shappening.Sometimes.Don’tthinkIdidn’tseeyouwipingmyfaelikeahild,Potter.Don’teverdothatagain.”
“ShouldIhavejustleftthesyruponyourfae?”
Draosnorts.“Youshouldhavejustleft,period.”
“Thepanakesweren’tgoingtoeatthemselves,”Harrydefends.
“Don’tyouhaveenoughpanakeswiththoseweasels?I’msuretheWeaslettewouldlovetofallalloveryourfeetandhandfeedyou.”
It’sanattempttogetunderhisskin,anditworks,beauseeverythingthatDraosaysworks,butHarrytrieshisbesttostampdownhisirritation.“Don’tallthemthat.”
“I’llallthemwhateverIlike.”
Harrysighsloudly.Hehasfottenwhatit’slike,tohaveDraoMalfoybesuhanirritatinggit.Healmostwantstoriseuptothebait.“PanakeswereFred’sfavourite.Theyhaven’tookedthemsine…Well,youknow.”
HelooksatDraothen,andisn’tpreparedfortheshamethat’sevidentonhisfae.
Heisn’tsurprisedwhen,momentster,theexpressiononDrao’sfaemeltsawayandhisbodygoessk.
“Fredisn’tyourfault,youknow,”Harrysays,anhourter,whenDraoomesbak.
He’sfigureditout,somewhat.ThethingsthatmakeDraodisappear.ButalthoughDraodoesn’tseemtoliketalkingaboutthethingsthathedidorthethingshethinksthathappenedbeauseofit,Harrythinksthatmaybe,Draoneedstotalkaboutit.
“Iknow.”
“Doyou?”
Draodoesn’tanswer.Helooksaway.“Sothat’swhyyou’vebeenominghere,beauseofthekofpanakes?”
Harryshootshimagrin.“Yougotme.”
Andthat’showtheyspendtherestofthem.WhenDrao’sgone,HarrywritesaletterforHermione.Hetellsherthatshe’llbeproudofthefatthathe’sbeenstudying.Healsotellsher,forthefirsttime,thatDraoMalfoyisoutofAzkabanandthatHarry’sbeenlookingafterhim.
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