heforesatumblrfullofthepotionintoharry’shands.itisold,andtheolorofvender,sounlikethealmingdroughtsthatginnywouldsneakuptohimatnightduringthefirstdaysafterthewar.

hewantstosaythankyou,butwhathesaysinsteadis“heers”andhopesitisenough.

chapter4

harry

intheend,thingsreallyonlystarttofallintopebeausetheystartyellingaboutdobby.

harry’snotsurewhosefaultitis.hehadintendedtoleteverythinginthepaststayinthepast,toneverbringupthetimesthatdraotauntedhimoverhisfamilyoralledhermioneamudblood,oranyothershittything,beausehe’ssurethatdraowouldhaveplentytothrowbakathim.butmaybethatwasn’tthebest,beauseitalljustsortofstayedboilingrightunderthesurfae,andthenallittookwasanoffhandommentaboutkreahertohisownhouseelftohaveharrystandingupandsreaming.

“hetoldmeheusedtoshuthisearsintheoven.”harrysaid,grippinghisspoonsotightthathisknukleswereturningwhite,seething.draolookedlikehehadjustbeensppedinthefaehehadbeenaughtsooffguard,andmaybehehad,beausehehadspentalldaypreparingdinnerandharryjustwalkedinhereandruinedit.heknewthat,knewthathewasbeinganarse,thathewasburningbridgesmorethanhewasmendingthem,butakealloverthekithenandsrubbingforhourstoleanitup,youshallnothurtharrypotter,wrestlingwithdraoforhiswandwhiledobbygotthemout,suhabeautifulpetobewithfriendsandhejustouldn’tstophimself.“iusedtohavetostophimfrompunishinghimself,yankthempoutofhishandsorforehimawayfromthefirebeauseitwassoingrainedinhim.”

“thatwasn’tbeauseofhowwetreatedhim.”draosaid,desperately.“that’sjustahouseelf,anyhouseelf,evenkreaher,hedoesittoo.”

“iaskedhimifyouwouldnotiehewasgone.”harrysa

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