“yeah.”he’slettinggo,steppingaway,anddraowantstopullhimbak.kisshim,youidiot,weren’tyoujustthinkingaboutallthethingsyouwouldnevergettosayifhedidn’tomehome,butno,thiswasnotadeisiontomakeatfourinthem.thistime,therewasnodrinkstohidebehind,nopotiontobmeiton,nofriendstotearthemapart.here,now,itwasonlythetwoofthemandwhateverationstheytookwouldhaveverystingimpressions.“probablywould.”

harry’soutsavingtheworld,andthistimedraoan’tquitestomahthethoughtofspendingallnightaloneinthisft,wwhatmightbehappeningandhavingnowaytohelp,soheleaves,promisinghimselfthathehadalifebeforehegotaughtupinallofharry’sherois,andhehadarighttohavealifenow.hehadmadenopromisetostayhereandwaitliketheworriedwife,soheouldleave,damnit,gooffandfindhisownfunsineharrywouldn’tlethimhelp,imingthatitwastoogerous,andheha

harryisstillwaiting.draoisstillhopingthathe’llbethefirsttowalkaway,sothatforone,draodoesn’thavetolooklikeaoward.

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akeareofyouifi’mnothere?”

youdon’teventakeareofmenow,draothinks,butthat’salie,soheamendsittoidon’tbelongtoyou,whih,dependingonwhatwayyoulookatit,isalsoalie.

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harryughs,dukinghisheaddowntohidehisexpression,buryinghisfaeindrao’sshoulder.draostiffensandtriestostandasstishean,digshisfingersintothebakofharry’ssweateruntilhestraightensupagain.whenhedoes,hisfaeisalotalmer,likethehaosofthebattlehadfinallybeenknokedoutofhim.

“probablyluna.”stoptalking.stepaway.talkaboutthedamnake,atleastkillthemood,willyou?“she’doptme,stikmeinwiththegnargles.”

(heisn’t.)

(draoalwaystheonewholeaves.hedoesn’tseewhythatshouldhangeanytimesoon.)

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