“Istillthinkit’sreepy.You,lurkinginthedark.”Draowantedtogobaktosleep,butheouldn’tbringhimselftostrugglebakundertheovers.“Justomevisitduringthedaytime,okay?”
Rondidn’tsmilelikeDraohadwantedhimto,justlenhedhisjawandtookuphispositionagain,readyforwhatevermayomethroughthedoor.
BythetimeHarryshowsup,exatlyaweekafterDraohadbeenburiedunderhthebetterhalfoftheeiling,Draohadhalfexpetedhewasnotgoingtoshowupatall.
Drao’salmostannoyedthathehadn’twaitedlonger,beausenowthathegottoyeyesonhim,withthefreshutsandbkeyeandtousledhairandlothesthatheobviouslyhadn’tbotheredtohangefordays,thespeehthathehadbeenabouttogivediedinhisthroat.He’sspentthebetterpartofthepasttwodayspreparingit,butnowit’sompletelyuseless,beauseitishardtostayangryatsomeonewhenyouarebusythankingGodtheywereabletoomebaktoyouatall.
“Merlin,Harry.”Draofeelssomethingbuildinginhisthroatandheisafraiditistears,sohebusieshimselfbywinghiswayoutofthebsandlurhingovertothedoorway,movingfromhairtohairforsupport.(HeandGeehadpositionedallthefurnituresoheanwalkallthewayaroundtheroomonhisown.)“Whattookyousolong?”
DraosinksdowntositinoneofthearmhairsthatMollyhadonjuredwithherwandthesttimetheWeasleysametovisit,andHarryjustkeepsstaringathim,rightuntilthemomentwherehedropstohiskneesinfrontofDraoandpresseshislipsdownontoDrao’sbandagedknukles.Itwassaringhim,thewaythatHarrystillwasn’tspeaking,sohe’salmostgdthatwhenHarryfinallytalked.“Wegotthem.”Thereisnoneedtoaskwhotheywere,oraskforanyfurtherexpnationofwhereallthesefreshinjurieshadomefrom.“Wegotallofthem.Everystonethathurtyou.”
There’sautunderhHarry’srighteye,andDrao’shandsfindtheirwaytoit,followingthepathwayofthewoundwithhisthumb.Inafewweeks,thiswouldonlybeanothersar,butinsomeway,Draoknowsthisonebelongstohim.Isbeauseofhim.Isowedtohim,somehow.
“Isitover?”DraowantstofallintoHarry,tohughim.“Isthisit?”
Hewantsittobeover.Hewantstobedonefeelingafraid.Hewantsto
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