“wow,i’mkindaspeehless,”hemurmured.“ihadnoideayouwereso…”

“sowhat?”

“passionate.”

“thishasnothingtodowithompassion,potter,”draosaid,wrinklinghisnose.

“well,butiantellthismeansalottoyou.”

draosaidnothing.itdidmeanalottohimanditwassuhastrangefeelingtobesharingitwithpotter.

“thanksforshowingme,”pottersaid.draomadeanon-ommittalsound.“i,um,ihaveaonfessiontomake.”

“oh?”

“yeah,um…isneakedinsidewhenyoushowedlunaaroundandoneoftheteahersshowedmesomething.”

drao’sheartjumped.ohno,whathadpotterseen?

“shethoughtimightwanttoknowthatmymoneyisbeingputtogooduse.”

ohbugger.

“sheshowedmesomepaperworkandisawhowtheshoolisfinaned.”

damnit.somuhforthemkeepingtheirmouthsshutunderallirumstanes.

“youhelpedaniseallthoseharitygas,didn’tyou?”

draoouldn’ttellifpotterwasdispleasedornot.atleasthehadonlyfoundoutpartofthetruth.

“maybe,”hesaid,urtly.

“youonlyinvitedmetoonega.”thatdefinitelysoundedalittlereproahful.

“youdon’tlikegoingtoeventslikethat,”draopointedout.

“yeah…butstill…”

draooedhisoptions,finallydeidingthathoywasprobablyhisbestshot.“okay,look,thethingis…iinvitedyoutothatgatoraisemoremoney.iknewifpeoplesawyouwereoming—”

“soyoubasiallyusedme,”potterinterruptedhim.“to…helphildren.”potterpressedhislipstoget

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