andgriefburstingoutofalloftheminunexpinableways.harrygoesonwalksinthemiddleofthenight.hermioneleansandwritespetitions,dependingonthemood.“imademypeaewiththat,okay,andiwasready,iwasreadyforit,tohavesomepeaeforone,andthenyouamealonganddidthis,soiwanttoknowwhy.”

thatfirstnight,hedidn’tsleepatall,justyunderthestiffsheetsandountedtheraksrossingtheeiling,listeningtothereakingofthehouseandtryingtoonvinehimselfthattherewerenomonsterssleepingintheloset.hehadn’tslepteasyinages,notsinehewasinhogwartswiththesoundofotherpeople’sbreathingbesidehim,andinthisnew,strangepehewassharingwithaboy(man,really,they’readultsnow)thatshouldbyallrightshatehim.

it’dbejusthisluk.

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thiswasmorelikethedraothatharryknew,theonewhothoughthedeservedthingsandmadehisowndemands.“beauseididn’tthinkyoudeservedit.”harrywouldneverthinkthatmalfoydeservedaoldellinazkaban,notafterallthebloodthatseemedtobeoatinghisownhands.“andidon’tthinkyoushouldletyourselflokedupjustbeauseyou’vedeidedthatyoufeelguilty,alright?”

hedoesn’thatehim,though.

draothinksitwouldbeeasiertodealwith,iftheyouldfallbakintotheirpatternofmutualdislike.thatwouldhavebeensolidground,afamiliarpatterntofallbakintoanddrawstrengthfrom.hedoesnotknowhowtodealwiththisharry,theharrywhoshowshimhowtoworktheshowerfauet(beausethey’retrikyinnewpes,trustme,iknow)andasksiftherewasapartiurbr

hewastired,allofasudden,theboneahingexhaustionthatomesuponhimsometimes.“justpikaroom,okay?i’llseeyouinthem.”

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harrywalksaway,upthereakingstairsandtohisroom,andhehopesthatdraoreally,reallydoesn’tdeidetomurderhiminhissleep.