draoslowlynodded,tooonfusedtospeakproperly.

whenheputthesuitinhiswardrobethatevening,hestaredatitforlongerthanwasprobablynormal.butheouldn’thelpit.notonlydidthatsuitlookompletelyoutofpe,tohisotherlothes,italsofeltoutofpe.beausethatsuitseemedtobeholdingapromise;apromisedraowasfairlysurepotterwouldn’tbeabletokeep.

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“ibroughtyousomething,”pottersaidashesteppedoutofthefirepe.draopeekedoverandsawhewasholdingabottleofogden’sfi.

“atleastyouhavethesensetoomebearinggifts,”hedrawled,notbtogetoutofhisarmhairandturninghisattentionbaktohisbook.

“well,ithoughtsineweemptiedthatfanybottleofwheothernight,i’dmakeupforit.”

“fany,”draosnorted.potterreallyhadnoidea.“thatwineosts190galleons.”

potterstaredathim.“what?whywouldyoupay190galleonsforabottleofwine?that’sinsane!”

draopinhedthebridgeofnoseandshookhishead.“ihaveafeelingyouwouldn’tuand,evenifiexpinedittoyou.”

“aw,youknowhowmuhilikeitwhenyou’rebeingallsnootyandouous,”pottersniggered.hewalkedovertodrao,swingingonelegontothearmrest.draoinhedawayfromhim,eyeinghimseptially.

“whatareyoudoing?”heasked.

“i’mwaitingforyoutogetusgsses,”pottershrugged.

“youknowwheretheyare,”draoretorted.“don’tatlikeyouhaven’tbeenherealmosteverydayforthestweek.youprobablyknowthispebetterthanmebynow.”

pottergrinnedandjumpedoffthearmrest.draowantedtopointoutheouldhavejustsummonedthegsses,buthekepthismouthshutashiseyeswandereddowntopotter’sbakside.itwasashameheseemedtopreferlooselothing.thenagain,itleftsomuhmoreroomfordrao’simagination,whih,onseondthought,wasn’tneessarilyagoodthing.daydreamingaboutp

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