“exuseus,”pottersaidwithahintofasmile.hekepthisarmaroundhenryastheywalkedoutofthekithen.

exuseus?yes,itwasveryleartheywerean‘us’;still,ithurthearingthatomeoutofpotter’smouth.

“oh,hey,thereyouare,iwasw—areyouokay?”

draoblinkedatlunawithoutreallyseeingher.

“whywouldn’tibe?”hesaidautomatially.

“youlook—”shepursedherlips,hergazeintensifying.“isthisbeauseofhenryandharry?”

drao’svisionblurredatthementionoftheirnames.henryandharry.itsoundedlikeajokewithoutapunhline.

“itis,isn’tit?i’msorry,drao.”

“didyouknowharrywasdatingsomeone?”

“no,ihadnoidea.holy,ithoughtyouand—”

“don’t,”draointerruptedher.“don’tsayit.”

“drao.”withoutwarning,sheedherarmsaroundhismidriffandputherheadonhishest.“i’msosorry.”herurlstikledhishinasshespoke.asmuhashetriedtoontrolhisbody,heouldn’tkeepitfromtrembling.lunaseemedtonotieandpressedherselfmorefirmlyagainsthim.itfeltstrangeandunfamiliar,beinghuggedlikethis.butdraoouldn’tdenythesoothingeffetithadonhim.hehadnoideawhatlunasawinhim,whatmadehertrusthimenoughtoallhimherfriendandomforthim.yes,theyhadgrownloserwhilewtogetherattheshool,butstill…draoouldn’thisheadaroundtheideaoflunaonsideringhimafriend.

astheseondstikedby,theinexpliableurgetojustlethimselffelltheawfulemotionshehadbeenbottlingupforweekswasgrowingstronger.unabletofightitanylonger,heputhisarmsaroundlunainreturnandburiedhisfaeinherhair.itsmellednie.likepineapples.

“oh,err,sorry.”

draolookedup,feelingarushofadrenalineshootthroughhimash

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