Draostaysquiet,butevenashegoesuptogetreadytoleave,hean’thelpbutthinkthatthisisgoingtoendverybadly.
Harry
Therestaurantisinrediblyfany,justlikeheknewitwouldbe,andHarryisterriblygdthathebroughtDraowithhim,beausehe’sompletelyoutofhiselement.
Drao,though?Heseemstostandstraightertheminutehewalksin,asifpikinguponthefatthattonightHarrywasgoingtobefollowinghislead.Peoplemovedasideforhim,andsineDraowasholdingHarrybythehand,hedidn’thavetofightthroughtherowdofpeoplearoundthehostesswhowerevyingforatable.“Hi.”Heleansoverthepodiumandsmiles,harmingandinontrol.Thehostess,likeshereognizesthatthisisthekindofpersonwhoanatuallyaffordtoeathere,turnsawayfromtheotherstryingtogetatablethatwouldn’tbethereandsmilesathim.“Ithinkourpartyalreadywentbak.TableforDursley?Ormaybeit’sunderPotter?”
“Vernon?”She’sgotverywhiteteeth,whihmakesthelipstikstainstandoutthatmuhmore.Harryan’tseemtostoplookingatit,butDraodoesn’tseemtonotie.
Draolooksbakforonfirmation,andHarrynodsmutely.“That’stheone.”
Hekeepsupasteadystreamofhatteronthewaytothebakoftheroom,andHarrytakesamomenttogatherhisbearings.Thisisnothingthathehadn’tdonebefore.Heheldhistongueandpyedhispartforseventeenyears,heouldstoneeveningforDursley’ssake.Andthistime,Draowaswithhim.Hewouldhavesomeoneinhisorner.
“Hello.”Draosmiled,winningly,givingnosignthathehadheardanythingbadabouttheDursleys.Dudleystandsupfirst,andafterexhangingalook,AuntPetuniaandUnleVernonfollowsuittoshakeDrao’shand.“YoumustbetheDursleys.I’mDrao.”
(HarryanpratiallyfeelthemalutingtheprietagonDrao’ssuit,andforone,eventhoughitdoesn’tmatterandHarrydoesn’tareaboutthesuitoutsideoftheoofhowgoodDraolooksinit,he’shorriblygdthatitostmuhmorethaneitherofthemwoulddarespend.)
“I’mDudley.Heardsomuhaboutyou.”Harrywines,butotherthanaslightsmileinhisdiretion,Draodoesn’tomment.“Andthisismymother,Petunia,andmyfather,Vernon.”
Harrystayssilentthroughtheintrodutions,wathing.AuntPetuniaisinagarishlygreendressdottedwithpinkflowers,hernekjustaslongandbonyasever,butherhandslookedworndown,theskinpaleandrippedraw.UnleVernonwasjustasgruffasever,dressedtoimpress,likeheouldbullyhiswaythroughdinnerjustlikehedideveryotheraspetofhislife.
“Andyou,boy?”Boy.Thewordstillstings.Evennowhedoesn’tdeserveaname.“Seemslikeyou’redoingwellforyourself.”
Aompliment.Harrydidn’tknowhowtorespondtothat—ifheshoul
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