draowasughingathiminthewayhedoeswhenhethinksharryisbeingsilly,hismouthtwistingupintoasmirk.harrydoesn’tknowhowtoexpintherealproblemwithbeingtheenterofattention—thathowsometimesitwindsyoudown,piksoffpieesofyou,takesawayallyouredgesuntilyouhavenothingtoprotetyourselfandthereisnotoughskintohidebehind,onlyyouandtheuglytruthofthepubliopinion.andthere’salsotheotherpart,abouthowgoingthereandsmilingandaeptingtheirthankswouldseemlikehewasmoreimportantthantheotherswhohadriskedlifeandlimbtofightbesidehim,tofightforhim,andheouldn’tstomahit,notwhentheonlythingharryanreallythinkheisbeingongratutedonisthefatthathehadbeenlukyenoughtostayalive,eventhoughhehadtriedtodie.

(here’sthething,thelittlethoughtinhisheadthatheisn’ttellinganyone,ertainlynothermione:heshouldhaveprotetedthemall.that’swhathewastryingtodo,bywalkingintothatforest.heshouldhaveprotetedthem,orheshouldhavediedwiththem,andhedidn’tquitemanagetodoeither,sowhatkindofaherodoesthatmakehim?”

“theywanttoknowifihaveaplusone.”harryreadsovertheletterforthethirdtime,alreadyrippingoffapieeofparhmenttosendarsvp.“whodotheythinki’mtaking?everyoneknowsthatginnyandibrokeup.”

theydid.itwasfrontpagenewsassoonasithappened.eventhequibbleroveredit,whihwassortofendearingmorethanannoying,beauselunahadwrittenitinherhere’swhatmyfriendshavebeendointelyolumn,andharrydidn’thaveitinhimtobemadather.

“yououldtakeme.”there’sforedasualnessinhisvoie,andeventhoughthey’vegottenpastthepointwheretheypretendaroundeahother,draoisavoidingharry’seyes.“i’dbeabletohelp.”

likethat’sthereasonthatharrywouldwanttotakehim.beausehe’dbeabletohelp.

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