Drao’sjawdropped.“What?”
“I’mtehniallystillpartoftheAurorprogram.It’smandatorytogetahek-upeverysixmonths.”
Draoballedhishandsintofists.Weasley!Thatbuffoon!Heshouldhavebeenmorespeifi.Thenagain,maybeDraohadoverreatedjustalittlebit.Hehadn’teventhoughttwiebeforerunningofftothehospital,frantiandpaniked.Ifhehadstoppedtothinkaboutit,hewouldhaverealisedWeasleywouldn’thavebeeninDiagonAlleybutatPotter’sbedsideifhisonditionhadbeenserious.Bugger!
“DidyouthinkIwashurt?”
Draobithislip.“No?”
“Soyoujustlikeyellingatpeople?”Oneagain,Potterlookedfartooamused.
Draolikedhistonguebeforeheturnedtothenurse.“I’msorryaboutthat,”hesaid.
Sheregardedhimlosely,hergazeflikeringbakandforthbetweenhimandPotter.“It’salright.Butifyouwouldhaveletmetalk,IouldhavetoldyouMr.Potterwasn’tinjured.”
Draomadeafae,feelingfoolishforembarrassinghimself,yetagain,infrontofPotter.
“Hey,sineyou’rehere,”Pottergrinned,“Ineedtorunsomeerrands.Caretojoinme?”
Draojuststaredathim.Ifhedidn’tknowanybetter,he’dsayPotterwasatuallygdhehadometoStMungo’s.Maybeitwastheonfusionoverthatelusivethought,mixedwiththerelieftoseePotterinonepiee,thatpromptedhimtonod.
“Great,”Potterbeamed.“Although,Ithinkwemightneedtotransfigureyourloakintoaoat.”
“Why?”
“We’regoingintoMuggleLondon.”
“What?”
BeforeDraoouldprotest,Potterpushedhimdowntheorridorandoutthedoor.HehadtheaudaitytolookhipperandwhistlethewholewaytotheshophehauledDraoto.Whentheysteppedinside,Draognedaround.
“IsthissomekindofMadamMalkin’sforMuggles?”heasked.
“Ifyouwanttoputitthatway,”Pottersmiled.Draohadasuspiionhewouldnevergetusedtothat,Pottersmilingathim.Heturnedaway,eyeingoneofthemannequinsasawomanapproahedthem.
“Hello,”thewomansaidinaheerfultone.“bsp;Ihelpyouwithanything?”
“Yeah,”Pottersaid.“I’mlookingforasuit.”
“Didyouhaveanythingspeifiinmind?”