“Soyoubasiallyusedme,”Potterinterruptedhim.“To…helphildren.”Potterpressedhislipstogether,but,Draorealised,itwasn’tinirritation;itwastokeephimselffromughing.“And,err,that’stheonlyreasonyouinvitedme?”
Draoalmosttrippedoverhisownfeet.“What—Whatelsewouldtherebe?”
“Drao,”Pottersighed.“Whyan’tyoujustadmityoulikeme?”Draofroze,hismindgoingompletelybnk.Potterseemedtobeinasimirstate,lookinglikehewasberatinghimselfforwhathe’djustsaid.“Um,youknow…asaperson,”headdedquikly.
Draowilledhismuslestorex,fhislipsintoasmirk.“You’re…nothorrible.”
“I’lltakeit,”Pottersaidwithagrin.“Although…”Hisgrinwidened.“Youseemtolikemeenoughtotellthekidsstoriesaboutme.”
Ohno,herewego.
“Itellthemstoriesaboutme.Youjusthappentobe…apartofthat.”
“Abigpart?”
Oh,thatokybastard.
“Youjusthavetotaketheleadineverything,don’tyou?”
“That’snotano,”Pottersaid,lookingsmug.
Drao’smouthtwithed,inspiteofhimself.Damnit!WhywasPotter’ssmilesoiious?
“I’mgdIametoday,”Pottersaid.
Metoo,Draothought,exhangingalongandmeaningfulgnewithhim.Therewasnopointinsayingitoutloud.HehadafeelingPotteralreadyknew.
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Draoleanedhisheadagainstthebakofthearmhair,hisgriponthebedaroundhimslowlyloosening.
“Ihateeverything,”hemurmured.
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