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bakbymidnight.

ihiswhathe’dbeenthinkingsineharryfirstannounedthathewasgoingtobegoingafterthesepeople.finishwhatdumbledorehadstarted,andallthat.

andthentwelveomes,andh

“i’mgoingtobefine.”harry’sgothishandedarounddrao’snek,thetwoofthemfaetofaewithonlyinhesbetweenthem.hethinksofhowitmirrorsthegoodbyesenehermioneandronhadghroughonlyafewminutesearlierandstepsaway.“it’snotlikethesttime.”

“i’mgoingtobefine.”harry’seyessearharosshisfae,anddraolooksaway,notwantingtohimtoseehowworriedheis.“ipromise.”

whatabunhofbloodyliars.

draobelievesthematfirst,beauselunahadtoldhimthatginnywasverypromptandthatthesethingsnormallygoveryquikly,sohesitsbesideherandlistenstoherdroneonaboutthehangesshe’smakingtothequibbler(whih,withoutherfather’sinfluene,isnottheloadofhorseshititusedtobe),staringatthelokthewholetime.hewathestheminutehand,andthenthehour,asitgetsloserandlosertotwelveo’lok.

“it’sabunhofdurmstrangrebels,”ginnysaid,smilingsoftlyatdrao.she’sprobablyhadtobethegirlleftbehindoomanytimes,andknowsexatlyhowthisfeels.“we’llbebakbymidnight.”

“it’sworse.”draotuggedonhishands,tryingtokeepharry’sattentionfousedonhim.“thistimethey’vegotnothingtolose.”

andtheydon’t.noneofyou-know-who’soldsupportersdo,they’rejustontherunfromtheministryandtryingtoregainsomeofthepowertheyusedtohave.forthem,they’reonlyhoiesaretokeeprunningandhopetofindsomeonewholetsthemwtheirwaybakintopower,orgotoazkaban.drao’sgotafeelingtheywouldratheritbethefirsthoie,andtheywouldn’tmindmurderingafewkidstodoit.

don’tmakepromisesyouan’tkeep,hethinks,andthendeideshe’lltakewhatreassuraneheanget.