“Headmistress,”Draosaidsoftly.“He’s—”HegnedatPotter,hishearttwisting.“He’sbeenhavingareallyhardtimewiththis.”
SurprisefshedarossMGonagall’sfeatures.HereyesrestedonPotterasherexpressionslowlysoftened.“Potter,Ithinkyoumisuood.”Atthat,Potter’seyessnappeduptohers.“WhenIpromisedyoutohelpyoubeomeanAuror,itwasapromisetohelpyoufulfillyourdreams.Dreamshange.There’snothingwrongwiththat.”
Eventhoughthewordsweren’tdiretedathim,Draofeltwarmthspreadthroughhishestandatinglingsensationinhisfingers.IttookhimamomenttorealisethatthetinglingwasatuallyomingfromPotter.Itwashismagi.
“Youdefeatedthegreatestevilourworldeverhadtofae.Youarriedthatburdenforalmost18years.Ifanyonedeservestodowhateverthehelltheywant,it’syou.”
Draoalmostburstoutughing.HeloveditwhenMGonagallswore.
“AndI’llpromiseyouagain,I’lldoeverythinginmypowertohelpyoudoit.”
“Headmistress…”
DraoouldfeelthedisbeliefandgratituderadiatingfromPotter;hewonderedifPotterevenrealisedwhathismagiwasdoingrightnow,seepingintoDrao.Itfeltsointimate.
“Thequestionis,whatdoyouwanttodo?”MGonagallasked.
“Ihaveabsolutelynoidea,”Potteranswered,soundingashamed.
“Notevenone?”
“Well,Iguessitwouldbenietobehelpingpeople.”
IfDraohadn’tbeensodistratedbythesensationofPotter’smagi,hewouldhaverolledhiseyes.OfoursePotterwantedtodediatehistimetootherpeople.
MGonagallnodded,restingherforearmsonherdeskandiwiningherfingers.
“Itseemstomethere’safairlyeasyandobvioussolutionforthat,”shesaid.
“What?”Potterblinked.“Thereis?”
“Ofourse!Whydon’tyoujustjoinMalfoyin—”
“Headmistress,”Draointerruptedher.
“What?Oh.Youhaven’ttoldhim?”
“Toldmewhat?”Pottersaid,lookingonfused.
Shit.DraohadtoldMGonagalltheirarrashouldbekeptaseretunderallirumstanes.Shewasthestpersonhehadexpetedtobbhisseret.