“Yeah,youdon’tlooksogood,”Pottersaid.
“Idon’tneedyourommentary,”Draosniffledandtriedtosuppressasneeze.
“Thisissilly,Drao!Whydon’tyouletmeomethrough?”
“Exuseme,you’retheonewhoappearedinmyfirepeunannouned,andnowyou’reinvitingyourselfintomyparlour?Again?”Draoraisedaneyebrow.“Ialwaysknewyouhadpoormanners,Potter,butholy.”Hetriedtohidehowmuhhewasenjoyingthis,eventhoughtherewasstillatinybitofwarinesslurkinginthebakofhismind.
“eon,”Potterwhined.“Mykneesarestartingtohurt.”
“Ilikehavingyouonyourknees,atually.”
“Oh,really?”Pottersaid,hislipsstrethingintoanimpishgrin.“Isittoosoontomakeavirginjoke?”
Draomadeahokingsoundandfelthisheeksheatingup.“Potter,Ithinkit’stimeforyoutogo.”
Potterdidn’tgiveanyindiationofdoingwhatDraohadtoldhim,whihwashighlyirritating.
“Goawayandletmesleep.”
“Don’tbelikethat,”Pottersaidwithalittlepoutthatwasalmosttooadorabletoresist.
“I’mtellingyou,Potter,I’msik,andI’moutofPepperupPotion,so—”
“ButIgotone,”Pottersaidinasing-songvoie.“Justletmeomethrough.”
Draosowledathimashesunklowerinhisarmhair,unwillingtoadmitdefeat.“I’llaskBisetogetmesome,”hesaidstubbornly,tighteninghisgripontheb.
Pottermadethepoutyfaeagain.Ugh.“Doyoureallynotwanttoseeme?”
Draohesitated,hiseyesonthearpet.“That’snotfair,”hemurmuredunthinkingly.
“Whatwasthat?”
“Ugh!Fine!ethrough,youinsufferableprat!”
Pottermadeatriumphantwhoopingsoundbeforehisfaevanished.Amomentter,greenfmeseruptedinthefirepeasPottersteppedoutofit.
“Merlin,Drao,it’sfreezinginhere!Nowonderyou’resik.Haveyoufottenhowtoastaheatingharm?”
“MymagihasbeenabitoffsineI’veaughtthisstupidold,”Draomuttered.BeforePotterapproahedhim,heflikedhiswandwordlessly.Mereseondster,Draofeltlikehewassittingintheafternoonsun,warmandosy.Heeyedtheotherman’shandseptiallywhenPotterheldoutthePepperupPotiontohim.