daboutnotmakingafooloutofhimselfwhilehestoodthereawkwardly,eyeingpotteroutoftheornerofhiseyes.helookedunomfortableaswell,fidgetingwithhistie.littlebeadsofsweatwerefonhisforehead,glisteninginthesunlight.itwasanexeptionallywarmday,whihpotterdidn’tseemtolike.itprobablydidn’thelpthattheweddingwasabouttobeheldrighthere,ing’sgarden,withnoshadeandabunhofmuggles,whihmadeitimpossibletousemagi.

“you,err,youwantsomethingtodrink?”potterasked.draostaredathislipsashespoke,realisingtootethathewasn’texatlybeingsubtleaboutit.

“oh,um,no.”

“right.”potterlikedhislipsandabsentmindedlysrathedhisbeard.fuk!washetryingtodrivedraomad?

“doyouwantto—”

“merlin’sbeard!it’sharrypotter!”

theybothturnedaroundtofindanoldmangapingatthem.well,atpotter.

“mr.potter,suhanhonourtofinallymeetyou.howardchamberin.”hegrabbedpotter’shandwithbothofhisandshookitenthusiastially.pottersmiledawkwardly.“ihopei’mnotoverstepping,buti’vebeendyingtoknow.therehavebeenmanytalesaboutyourvitoryoveryou-know-who.”heleanedloseranddraonotiedhewasstillluthingpotter’shand.“isittrueyoudefeatedhimwiththeelderwand?doyoustillhaveit?”

draorolledhiseyes,readytotellthewizardoff.beforehegotthehane,however,potterpattedtheoldman’sarm.

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