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,potterpushedhimdowntheorridorand

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