drao’seyesroamedpotter’sfae,historso…nowthathethoughtaboutit,itlookedlikepotterhadputonafewpounds.good.thethoughtthathismuggleretiveshadstarvedhimstillmadedraowanttosream.butpotterlookedhealthiernowanddraosuddenlyfeltweirdlygratefulforthat.

“thiswasjustaploytogetmeintooneofyourhideousjumpers,wasn’tit?”

“areyoustillintouhwithyourmuggleretives?”heasked,unabletostophimself.

“it’stoobig,”draomutteredashesatdown.

“why?”

“areyouokayinthere?”heheardpotterall.draohuffedandkikedhisshirtintoaorner.potterouldleanitforallheared.grumpily,hemarhedbakintothelivingroom.heaughtsightofpotter’sfae,whihwasstrangelylightingup.healmostlookedasthoughhelikedseeingdraoinhisjumper.

onapitureframeonpotter’sbedsidetable;potter,grangerandweasleyweregrinninglikeidiots,theirarmsaroundtheirshoulders.itmusthavebeentakenathogwarts,oratleastduringtheirtimethere.somehow,draothoughtitwassignifiantthatthisseemedtobetheonlypersonalthingpotterhadondispyinhisft.anditwasinhisbedroom,sonoteverybodywouldseeit.hehadnoideawhattomakeofit.

pottershruggedagain.“i’musedtoit,iguess.”hewasstilllookingatdraointhatstrangeway.heprobablyjustfeltsmug,havingrobbeddraoofhisdignity.

“allmylothesarelikethat,”pottershrugged,buttherewasahintofnervousnessinhisvoie.

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“let’snottalkaboutthatanymore.let’shangethesubjet,”pottersaid,wearily.no,draowantedtosay,we’re

“maybe,”pottersaidwithaheekygrin.“itlooksgoodonyou.”

draosnorted,lookingdownonhimselfonemore.itwaslikehewaswearingatent.potterwasabouthisheight,andwhilehisshouldersmighthavebeenabitbroader,itdidn’texpinwhyhewashoosingtowearlothesthatlookedliketheyouldfitthathalf-giant,hagrid.