theystaredateahotherinsilenewhiledraohopedpotterwasn’tabletohearhiserratiheartbeat.heshouldhavestayedawayfrompotter.heshouldhavekepthismouthshut.heshouldhave—

“you’reengaged,”potterrepeated.only,thistime,itdidn’tsoundlikeaquestion.“ian’tbelievethis.”

draopressedhislipsintoatightline.

“you’refukingengaged!”

draostartled.whywaspottergettingsomad?yes,draohadkepthiseaseret,buttherewasnoreasonforhimto—

“whydidn’tyoutellme?”

draowassurprisedathowhurtpottersounded.

“it’snotoffiial,yet,”hesaid,tryingtoollethimself.

“oh,ofourse!”potterthrewhishandsintheair.“wereyouseriouslygoingtostringmealonguntilireadaboutitinthepaper?”

“youdon’treadthepaper,”draoretorted.

“drao!”pottersuddenlyseemedlivid.

“what!”draosnapped.potterhadnorighttogetmadathim.hewasn’ttheonewiththeinexpliable,tediousrush!but…whatwasithehadjustsaid?‘stringhimalong’?surely,hewasn’timplying—

“whatexatlywasthepointofthis,then?”potterasked,gesturingaround.draowasn’tsureifhemeantthedinneror…theirfriendship?

“youweretheonewhowantedtobefriends,”draopointedout.

potterrakedhisfingersthroughhishair,ausingittolookasifhe’djustbeenoutflying.“thenyou—youdon’t—”

don’twhat?whatwashetryingtosay?

“iguessi’vebeen…readingthesignswrong.”

signs?whatsigns?was…waspottersaying—

“let’sjust,um,fetaboutthis.”

draoblinked.didpottermeanthisoion?thisevening?everything?whateverhemeant,draodidn’twanttobehereanymore.hewanted

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