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“Iknow.Butyoudidn’t…haveto.”

“Iwantedto.Here,ath.”HethrowsthehootefrogandisnotsurprisedwhenDraoathesiteasily.Hegrins.“Rontoldmetogiveittoyou.”

Draoisstillstaring,butnowit’stowardsthefrog.“Why?”

“Foryoutoeatit,ofourse.”Harryresiststheurgetorollhiseyes.He’sstartingtothinkthatallofDrao’sbravadoisjustaploytohidehowtrulybashfulheis.BashfulandDraoMalfoy.Nowthat’ssomethingthatdoesn’tgotogether.“Ialsoswipedsometrealetartfromthekithen.”

“Youwhat?”

Hetakesaminiature,balledpieeoflothfromhispoket,putsitarefullyonDrao’sdesk,andspellsitbaktoitsinalsize.Heuntiestheknotoftheloth,andimmediately,asentoflemonfillstheroom.

“Trealetart.It’smyfavourite,”hesaid,rummagingthroughhispoketyetagain.Heproduestwoforks,andoffersonetoDrao.“Thoughyou’veprobablyalreadyguessed.”

Draoeyestheforksuspiiously,buthetakesitanyway.“It’sratherhardtomiss.”

“Igotsomeextraforyou.”

“Extra?Youstoleawholetart.”

“Stoleisaverystrongword.”

Draoshakeshisheadindisbelief.He’sstillstaringatHarryandthetartlikethey’regoingtojumpathim.“Youandyoursweettoothwillonedaybethedeathofyou,Potter.”

Harrygrins.Hemissedthis—thislight,easybanter.HepullsupDrao’shairandsitshimselfdownomfortably.Helikestalkingaboutyou,Astoriahadsaid.Helooksatthetrealetart,andthinksthatit’stimeforastory.

“Ineverhadanysweetsasahild.ThemostI’veeatenwastherumbsofhooteakeIswipedoffmyousin’sptewhileIwaswashingit.ThatprobablyexpinswhyI’msuhagluttonforitnow.”

Itworks.ThesuspiionisstillonDrao’sfae,likehe’swwhyHarry’ssuddenlysotalkative,butit’smixedwithasuddenuriosity.“Isthatwhyyoufeeltheneedtoburyyourfaeinhootefrogsaftereverymeal?”

“Exatly.You’reathingon.”

“Thatalsoexpinswhyeverythingyouworehungoffyouwhenwewerefirstyears.”

Harrysnorts,tearingoffahunkoftartwithhisfork.“Anybodywhoselotheshangoffhimnowisn’tallowedtotalkbig.”HeshovesthetarttowardsDrao’smouth,fullyexpetinghimtoturnaway.Tohissurprise,Draotakesthefork,leansitfreeoftart,andgivesitbaktoHarry.

Harrydoesn’tevenbothertohidehisgrin.

Draorollshiseyesandsitsdownontheedgeofhisbed.Hepullstheptelosertowardshim.“Distratingmewithhildhoodstoriesinabidtomakemefat,areyou?”

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