“why?”

“noteverybodywantstobeinthespotlight,”draoshrugged.

“yeah,”pottersaidthoughtfully.“butstill,whatyou’redoing—”

“let’snottalkaboutthatanymore,”draoied.thewaypotterwaslookingathim,almostawestruk,wasmakinghimunomfortable.

“but—”

“maybewhatmgonagallsaidwasn’ttheworstidea.weouldneedmorehelp.”

potterstilllookedfbbergasted.

“whowouldhavethoughtitwouldometothis?”draoquipped,shakinghishead.potterseemedtoregainhisomposureatdrao’swords.

“ian’tbelieveyoudraggedmehereand—”

hestoppedtalkingwhendraosqueezedhishand.

“don’tyoufeelbetternow?”heasked.

pottershothimadarklook.“maybe,”hegrumbled.“still,yououldhaveatleastwarnedme.”

“ithoughtitwasbetterthisway.youalwaysdidyourbestworkunderpressure,”draosmirked.“iwouldn’thavedoneitifithoughtyououldn’thandleit.”

potterbrieflylosedhiseyesandtookadeepbreath.

“iguessitwasaprettyniethingtodo,”hemurmured.whenheopenedhiseyes,theyweresosoftandwarm,itfeltlikehewasseeingrightintodrao’sheart.“youknewwhatshewasgoingtosay,didn’tyou?”

“obviouslyididn’t,”draosnorted.“otherwise,iwouldhavebeenpreparedtobeexposed.”

“butyouknewshewouldn’tbedisappointedinme.”

“thatiknew,”hemurmured.“ihopethismakesyourealisethatmostofthepressureyou’vebeenfeelingwasputonyoubyyourself.it’syourlife,yourhoies,nobodyelse’s.”

potterlookedlikehewasabouttotearup.hewasobviouslytryingveryhardtoholditbak.hismouthurvedintoagratefulsmilebef

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