“notthatbad!”ronthrewhimselfbakdownontotheouh.“yououldhavedied,mate.”

“doyouknow,”harrysaid,teethgritted,eyeslosed,maybebeauseofthepain,maybehopingforpatiene.“howmanytimesyou’vesaidthoseexatwordstome?”

“butthistimeyououldhavediedbeauseofpurestubbornness!”hermionesaid,andherhairwasflyingoutaroundherlikeithadbeeneletrified,shewassofrazzled.“yououldhavedied,andallbeauseyouhadn’tbeenabletosleepandthenthoughtitwasagoodideatoometotraining!”shekdownonthegroundinfrontofhim,tookhishandsinherown.“iknowit’shardharry.”draowantedtolookaway,beausethiswassuhanobviouslyprivatemoment,amomentbetweenthisfamilyhewouldneverbeapartof.“we’reallhavingtroublewithit.youan’texpettojustbefine.noneofus,andimeannoneofus,arefine,harry.youneedtolearntoaskforhelp.”

“ianaskforhelp!”harryprotests,pullinghishandsoutofhers.“draomakesmeasleepingpotioneverynight!”

draohadthoughtthattheyellinghadbeenbadbefore,butit’snotuntilharrymentionedthesleepingpotionthatallhellreallybrokeloose.

draoanseethereasoningbehindit,holy.sleepingpotionsareverygerousthingstopywith,normally,beausetheyanruinbothyourphysindmentalhealth,makeyouompletelydepeonthemtofuntion,ruinanyhaneatanormalsleepingshedule.therewouldbenomovingforwardifharrywasturningtoasleepingpotioneverynight.butthatonlyappliedtotheregurwaytomakeit,nottohowdraomakesit,whih,ifhewasright,wouldhavenoillsideeffetsatall,shortorlongterm.

andhewasveryrarelywrongabouthispotions.

notthatthatseemstomattertoanyofthem,hethinks,andthenhedoesn’treallythinkanythingatall,beauseronwasonhisfeetandomingtowardshim,grabbingbythearmandhurlingh

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