behtheheadlinewasapitureofpotterinaafé,eatingtrealetart.allofthemagazineshadpituresofpotterthatseemedtoathhiminaratherunftteringlight.

“theyseriouslyprintedthis?”draoasked.whyhadn’theseenthesebefore?

“theartilesinsideareevenworse,”lunasaid.“ikeptthem,inaseweneededthemtoprovetheinvasionofharry’sprivay.lukily,hermionegotthemalltostopsellingthemafterafewdays,althoughnoneofushaveanyideahowshedidit.butiguessitwastoote.thoseartilesreallygottohim.harrydidn’tadmitit,ofourse,butthat’swhenhestoppedeatingwhenanybodywasaround.”

drao’sheartgaveapainfulsqueeze.“thosebastards,”hegrowled.“ian’tbelievethis!”

“it’sawful,”lunaagreed.“rontriedtotalktohimaboutitone,butheimmediatelylosedup.wetriedtoeasehimbakintoit,wethoughtitwouldbeokayforhimifonlylosefriendswerearound,buthefoundwaysaroundit.he’dshowupteintotheevening,tomakesuredinnerwasalreadyover,thingslikethat.”

drao’smindraedashetriedtoproesseverythinglunahadjusttoldhim.neverinamillionyearswouldhehaveexpetedthatpotterwashidingsuhanawfulseret.hestartledwhenhefeltluna’shandonhiswrist.hehadn’trealisedhishandswereshaking.

“that’swhyiwassosurprisedhemadedinnerforyou,”shesaidwithaghostofasmile.

“yeah,well,wedidn’treallygettoeatit.”

“still,drao.”lunasqueezedhiswristreassuringly.“he’sobviouslytrying.youmustbeveryimportanttohim.”

drao’sstomahrumbledunomfortablyatthat.wasitreallytrue?hadpot

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