“couldwe—err…”

draostudiedhimlosely.heseemedinrediblynervousallofasudden.whatwasgoingon?

“bsp;we,um,turnoffthelights?”potterasked.

“youwanttodoitinthedark?”draookedhisheadtotheside,hismindraing.whywouldpotterwanttoturnoffthelights?oh,merlin!hewastryingtobehivalrousagain,wasn’the?“potter,imaybeavirgin,buti’mnotsomedamselindistress.ianhandlethis.”

“it’snotabout—”potterbithislip.“err,okay…then,maybe,err,weouldkeepourlotheson?”

“that…wouldompliatethings,”draosaid,tryingtopushdownthedisappoithatwasquiklybubblingupinsidehim.“ithoughtyouwantedtofukme.imean…you’restillholdingmyok.”

“ido,”pottermumbled.todrao’shorror,heslowlyletgoofhisok.“but…um…okay,maybe…weouldatleastkeepourshirtson?”

draowasn’tsure,buthethoughthesawpotter’seyesflikerdowntodrao’shands.orwasit…hisarms?

oh.

“youdon’twanttoseeit,”hewhispered,uandinghittinghimlikeasparossthefae.“youdon’twanttoseethedarkmark.”

potterfrowned,seeminglytakenabak.seriously?washereallytryingtofeignignoranenow?

draostaredathimwhilehisinsidesstartedtotightenpainfully.itfeltlikehewasfree-fallingintoabkhole,whihwassukingalltraesofhappinessoutofhim,leavinghimemptyandold.

“youdon’twantme,”hebreathed,flinhingatthesharpstabhefelttohishest.

“what?”potterlookedinredulous.butdraowouldn’tbefooledbyhimanymore.

“youthinki’mdisgusting!”hepushedpotterawayandhastilyzippeduphistrousers.“youjustwantedaquikone-off.ofourse!i’mnotgoodenoughforanythingelse!”

ithurtsomuh,voiingoneofhisbiggestfears.howironi.suddenly,potterhadturnedintohispersonalboggart.howoulddraohavebeensostupid?ofoursepotterdidn’treallywanthim.

“drao,that’snot—thishasnothingtodowithyourdarkmark.”

“whatotherreasonisthere?tellmethisisn’tbeauseofwhoiam!”

“it’snot—”

“no,that’sexatlyit!youan’tgoaround,fukingrandompeopl

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