“no,wait!idon’tthinkyoushouldbeusingmagirightnow.”

draorolledhiseyes,eventhoughhequietlyagreedwithpotter.“youdoit,then.”

potter’sfaetwisted.“no,idon’ttrustmyselfto—no.let’sjust—waithere,okay?”hegotupanddartedintoanotherroom.hisbedroom,draosupposed.whenheamebak,hewasholdingabluejumper.

“here,putthison.”

draosrunheduphisnoseandrossedhisarmsinfrontofhishest.“that’sridiulous.justwaveyourbloodywandandit’llgetridofthestains.”

“drao,”pottersaidinasternvoie.“i’mnotusingmagionyourightnow.stopbeingababyandputthison.”

grittinghisteeth,draowrenhedthejumperoutofpotter’shandsandstompedintohisbedroom,bangingthedoorshutbehindhim.throwingthejumperonpotter’sbed,heunbuttonedhisshirtwithfuriousfingersandtossedinonthefloor.hegrimaedashepulledonthejumper,unwillingtoaknowledgehowsoftitfeltagainsthisskin.and…ohmerlin,hedidn’tthinkthisthrough!ofoursethejumpersmelledlikepotter!

carefully,draosniffedatthesleeveandwasimmediatelyoverwhelmed.howwashesupposedtosurvivetheeveninglikethis?hetriednottothinkabouthowmanytimespotterhadwornthisjumper,howitusuallyaressedhisskin,howitprobablytousledhishairwhenhepulleditoff…oh,merlin!

withasowl,draolookeddownonhimself.heprobablylookedridiulous.thejumperwasfartoobig.whypotterlikedhislotheslikethis,draowouldneveruand.helookedaround,frowning.didn’tpotterownamirror?huh.therewassomethingintheorneroftheroomthatouldbeamirror,butitwasoveredwithabedsheet.lettinguriositygetthebetterofhim,hewalkedoverandliftedit.surelyenough,hisrefletionstaredbakathim.weird!whywouldpotteroveruphismirror?oh,anddraodidlookveryridiulousindeed!

sighing,heletgoofthebedsheetandturnedaround.hisgazefell

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