draogavepotteralittlenudge,sineheseemedtobefrozeninpe.

“it’sgoodtoseeyouboth.eventhough,imustadmit,i’malittlesurprised,”mgonagallsaidafterdraohadpushedpotterdowninhisseat.draoremainedstanding,onehandstillonpotter’sshoulder.

“now,what’sthisabout,malfoy?youwereveryominousaboutwantingtoseeme.itsoundedurgent.”

draolearedhisthroat,hopingpotterwouldn’thatehimforwhathewasabouttodo.

“yes,well,it’snotexatlymypetotell,”hesaid.hiseyesflikereddowntowherepotterwaspressinghispalmsagainsthisthighs.“butithinkthisneedstobesaid.”

potterlookedup,overhisshoulder,hisexpressionfullofanguish.“ian’tbelieveyou’remakingmedothis,”hehissed.

“itwilleatyoualiveifyoudon’ttellhernow,”draowhispered.heturnedtomgonagall,whowaswathingthemlosely.“potterhassomethingtotellyou,headmistress.i’llbewaitingoutside.”beforeheouldwithdrawhishandfrompotter’sshoulder,hefelttremblingfingersuroundit.

“pleasedon’tgo,”pottersaidquietly.

draoblinked.“are—areyousure?”

“ian’tdothiswithout—”hebrokeoff,obviouslytryingnottohoke.warmth,likehehadneverfeltbefore,washedoverdrao.nobodyhadeverneededhim.notlikethis.

nolongerhesitating,hesatdowntopotter,whodidn’tletgoofhishand.

thefollowingsilenefeltveryunomfortable.draoouldpratiallyfeelpotter’spani.

“potter,forgoodnesssake,what’sthematter?”mgonagasked,hervoiesoundingmoreseriousthanbefore.

“um…”

drao’sheartgaveapainfulsqueezewhenpottertightenedhisgriponhishand.

“headmistress,i—”hisvoiewasshaking.“i—iletyoudown.i’msorry.”

draopeekedatmgonagall.oneofhereyebrowswasraised,makingherlookmorestern.assimgonagallmove.

“whatinthenameofmerlinareyouonabout,potter?”

potterexhaledloudlyanddraoouldhearallthedreadhemusthavebeenfeeling.

“i—i’mnot—”hekepthiseyesontheirjoinedhands.“i—iquittheaurorprogram.”hisfaetwisted,asthoughhewasinpain.“i’msorry.”

mgonagall’sfaewasunreadable.shestudiedpotterforalongmoment,hereyesflikeringtodraoeverynowandthe

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