hefeelshimwathinginthedarkness,andpartofhimwantstoreahupandtouhhisfae,toslidehishanduphisarmandtraetheveinsthatstandoutagainsttheskin.topullhimdowntohim,traealongtheedgesofthedarkmark,telldraothatheloveshimandnothaveitberefutedonthesolebasisofwhattheyusedtobetoeahother.

“ineversleep,”draosays,butthereisnolongeranyfrantibreathing,andintheend,hedoesybakdownbesidehim,evenifharryissurethatherofthemgetmuhsleep.

thenight,draomakeshimselfasleepingdraught.

harrytriesnottothinkthatit’sanythingtodowithhim.

they’restillnotsleeping,eitherofthem.

harrykeepsgoingaroundthehouse,eventhoughitwasahabitthathethoughthehadbeenabletostopagesago.hepeeksbehindurtains,moveshairsaroundtheroomtoseeifanythingishidingbehindthem.hepullsondoorknobsandrummagesthroughupboards,shovesthelothestoeithersideofthelosetsoheanseeallthewaytothebak.harrymanagestostopshortofpokinghiswaythroughdrao’sroom,oinghimselfwithpressinghiseartotheheavyoakdoorandseeingifheanhearanything.

(hedoesn’taskkreahertohekuponhim,nomatterwhatdraomighthavesuggestedthem.)

heknowsdraoisn’tsleepingeither.thingskeepshowingupleanerthanever,andharrystumblesdowntothekitheninthemtofindafullbreakfastwaitingforhim,evenifthereisnodraoinsight.hishandsarealwaysrawandhapped,too,evenwhenhermionestartedleavingsomeofherlotionforhimtotry.

“thisisn’tw.”harrytellshimonenight,whenthetwoofthemfindthemselvesinthekithenatthesametime.harryhadbeentriplehekingtheloksonthefrontdoor,anddraowassrubbingthefloorsbyhand.heouldn’ttellwhihoneofthemwasmoreembarrassedtobeaught.“notforeitherofus.”

“that’swhatsleepingdraughtsaref

本章尚未读完,请点击下一页继续阅读---->>>