draosmiles,eventhoughhestillisnotlookinghisway.“youwould?”

harry’swearinganoldsuitofdrao’s,beauseapparentlyit’sinfashiontowearmuggleformalweartothingsnow(oratleast,ifit’snotinfashion,itwillbeaftertheyseethetwoofuswearingit,andit’llbeeasiertotakeyoushoppingatamugglepe,anyways)anditfeelsliketheolrisstranglinghim.hetugsatit,hearinghermione’svoieinhisheadtellinghimtoleaveitalone,andlooksathisrefletioninthegsswareupboard,nervouslytryingtofttenhishair,eventhoughginnyhadreassuredhimatthispointinhislife,itkeepshimfromlookinglesslikehe’stryingtoohardandmorebadboyhi.

“drao?”heswingshimselfaroundonthebannister,eventhoughthewoodwasreakinginprotest.harryspendshalfhistimeseeinghowfarheangob

“yeah.”harryhadtolearhisthroattwiebeforeheouldgetthewordout,beausethisisraisingmorequestionsthanitisanswers,likeifit’sadateandwhetherdraowantedittobeadate,ifthiswaspartoftheirattempttokeepmovingforward,ifharryshouldbeexpetingthingstohangeiftheygopublilikethis.“yeah,i’dlikethatalot.”

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hemakesituntilthirtyminutesbeforethepartybeforehestartstofreakout.

hedoesn’tknowwhatthatmeans,butifginnysayshelooksfhanheprobablydoes,sohespendstherestofthetimepaingthelivingroomfloor,andit’sonlythethoughtofhowexitedthishadmadedraothatkeepshimfromgoingtothebottomofthestepsandanellingonhim,sayingsrewitandlokingthedoorandthrowinghimselfdownontheouh,andhewon’tevermakethemistakeofgivingintothepressureagain,eveniftheysendsomanyowlsthelettersfillupthewholehouse.

harrydoesn’tknowwhattodowithhimwhenheislikethis,sohejustsmiles,too,andgoestotheupboardtomakehisownbowlofereal,wwhatintheworldhewasgoingtowear.