themommentedonthefatthatdraohadn’thosentositattheheadofthetable.heouldn’t.asidefromthefatthatthedarklordhadsattherewhilehehadmademalfoymanorhisheadquarters,itwashisfather’sseat.andasmuhasdraohaddistanedhimselffromhimbynow,apartofhimstillouldn’tshakehimompletely.maybeheneverwould.

notwantingtoponderonthat,espeiallywithpotterrightinfrontofhim,hequiklysummonedtwonapkins.ofoursepotterhadfottenaboutthat.theheathen.hiseyessannedthefoodpotterhadbrought,irritationfringupinhimwhenhenotiedtheprathadatuallymanagedtopikupalotofhisfavourites.huffing,hegrabbedaroissantandafewraspberriesandputthemonhispte.

“so,howomeyou’rehavingbreakfastwithme?waseveryoneelseunavaible?areyouthatdesperateforompany,potter?”draoinwardlyringed.hehadmeanttoinsultpotter,notfunthisself-loathing.

pottershrugged.“itoldyou,iwantedtomakesureyou’reokay.”

“yeah,exept,idon’tbuyit,”draosaid,bitingintotheroissant.“whyareyoureallyhere?”

potterstartedfidgetingwithhisjumperagain,makinghimlookverysuspiious.“we,err,wedidn’treallygettotalkstnight.imean,wedid,but…notreally.notenough.”

drao’seyeswidened.notenough.whatwaspotteronabout?

“youwanttotalk,”hesaid,raisinganeyebrow.“aboutwhat?”

“nothing,”pottershrugged.“andeverything.”

drao’sbrowroseevenhigheratthat.“youhaveenoughfriends,potter.youdon’tneedanymore.”

“youanneverhaveenoughfriends.truefriends.”

“what’sthatsupposedtomean?”hegavehimaspeutivegne.“troubleingryffindor-paradise?”