Harryrollshiseyes.“WhydidIevenworryaboutyou?YouseemfineforsomebodywhojustspentthreemonthsinAzkaban.”
Justlikethat,thereisafshofhurtinDrao’sfae.“Whatdidyouexpet?A—”
Andthenhe’sgone.
Harryisstunned.Theguiltstartstoeatathim,quikandsharp.
“Sorry,”hesays,anhourter,PotionsbooktukedarefullyawayinDrao’strunk.
Draolooksatthetrunk,andthenathiminexasperation.“Well,don’tstartgettingshyonmythingsnow,Potter.Goon.Merlinknowsyouneedallthehelpyouanget.”
“No,notjustforthat.”
“Forwhat,then?”
“ForwhatIsaid.”
“Yousayalotofidiotithings.”
“Malfoy.”
Draosighs,wavinghishand.Helookstiredtoday.Likeittookmoreeffortforhimtoomebak.“Forthereord,Ithinkit’ssafetosayweexpetedthesamethingtohappenwhenIenteredthatgodforsakenpe.”
Harryrexes,nowthathe’sfiven.Theguiltreedesintosomethinglesspiering.“Well,tobeho,”hereplies,tryingtolookwistful.“Ikindaexpetedyou’dbenierafteryougotout.”
Draogiveshimadeadpanstare.“IwenttoAzkaban,Potter,notadayareenter.”
Harryshrugs,andthejoke,surprisingly,makeshimsmile.
Draolooksawayfromit.Heswallows.“Iexpetedyoutobeswimminginyourhordeoffans,lovereveryone,givingoutautographedpostersofyouholdingYou-Know-Who’sseveredhead.Notskulkingaroundhereinmyroom.”
“Wouldyoulikeanautographedposter?”
Thatearnshimastartledugh.
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