draoshouldhaveprobablyknowtoletitgo,thatgeewaswthroughsomethings,buttalkingtoharry’sfriendswaslikepikingyourwaythroughaminefield—mostpeswereperfetlysafe,butonewrongstepandyoufindyourworldinpiees.

“whynot?”

“whatdoyoumeanwhynot?”hegestureswildlyatthesideofhisheadwiththebottle,attheshinymessoftissuewhereanearusedtobe.“ilostmyear.ilostmybrother.whatmoredoyouwantfromme?”andofourseitwouldbeaboutfred,everythingthathashappenedwithgeeoverthepastyearhasbeenaboutfred.

“youdon’thavetostopjustbeausehe’snothere.”

hemeantthattobe.

(atually,sraththat,hedidn’tmeanittobe,hewasjustthinkingaboutthefmesandgoyle,andsnapebeingdeadandhailedasaherowithoutonewordtothepeoplelikedraowhowouldatuallymournhim,andhisfatherinazkabanwhowouldbehorrifiedtoseehowhissonturnedout,abouthowheouldnotstopjustbeausetheyaregone,andthenthatfelloutofhismouth.)

“youthinki’maoward,”gee’svoiewassoftandquiet,anddraowasforiblyremindedthathewasron’sbrother,beauseitseemedlikealltheweasleyboyswouldliketopunhtheirfeelingsinsteadofwthroughthem.draowouldadmireit,ifitdidn’tkeepmeaningthathefoundhimselfthrownupagainstthewallwiththeirfistsinhesfromhisfae,handsraisedinsurrenderandtryingtofixwhateverhehadbroken.“thatishouldneverhavewalkedaway.”

“idon’tthinkanything.”therewasarowdaroundthem,allthesemuggleswathingwithworriedfaes,andallofthemongee’sside.“really,man.whatever’sgoingonwithyou,it’soolwithme.”

geesnarlsathim,faetwistedinawaythatmakesdraothinkhe’sabouttory,andthenshovesaway,stalkingoutthedoor.draopauseslongenoughtothrowmoneyonthebarandthenhasesafterhim,ignthepeoplewhotells

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