“hedidittohimself.”shesaid,andthenthetearsameforreal,atorrentofthem.“hedidsomedamageron.”

harrydoesn’trememberlisteningtoher.allheremembersisthatonemomenthispitureofseamusinludedtheseamusheknewfromshool,thehappyhatwasinlovewithdean,andnowtherewasthisotherseamusinhishead,thehatkisseddeangoodbyeonhiswaytoworkandthensatdowntowriteanote,wholokedhimselfinabathroom,whogotfoundbylunathreehoursteroveredinhisownbloodandryingabouthowheouldn’tmakehimselfutdeepenough,ouldshefinishit,please.

please,hehadapparentlysobbed,lettingherpullhimintoherarmslikehewasstilittlekid.pleaseletitend.

harryfeltlikehehadbeenpunhedinthestomah,soheturnedaway,butheouldn’thidefromitforever,beauseronwasonhisfeet,onearmedaroundhissister’sshoulders.“i’mgoinghome.”hesaid,voiegrim,butdeterminedinthewayithadbeenbakwhentheywerepreparingtodosomethinggerous,likehewashekingthingsoffofato-dolist.“makingherastrongupoftea.youwanttogokeepdeanompanyinthehospitaluntilhermionegetsthere?”

no,hewantedtosay,beausehedidnotwantthat,hedidnotwanttoseeseamuslikethis,hedidnotwanttositinunomfortablehairsandtellhisfriendmeaninglessptitudes,hedidnothavetobetheodealwithallofthis.

butthat’snotwhathesays.

“sure,”hehearshimselfsaying,reahingforhisshirttogetdressed,inexpliablywishingdraoouldomebutrealizinginthesamemomentthathewouldn’tbewelome.thiswasnotaboutharry’somfort.“ofoursei’llgo.”

drao

harrywaste,whihmeantthatdraowaswaitingwhenheamehome,settledintotheorneroftheouhwithabookspreadarosshisp.

“i’mte.iknow.”harrydidn’tgivedraotimetorespond,justyankedoffhisoatandthrewitd

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