itturnsouttonotbethatbadofanight.

hespendsalotofitwithronbythedesserttable,pilingtheirpteshighwithfood,beause,askinglseyhadsaid,theyweresaviorsandouldeatasmuhakeastheywanted,nomatterhowmuhitosttheministry.hetalkstodean,givingafewexlusiveommentsforhisartile,andthenheeswithlunawhileginnywenttotalktothemanageroftheharpies,whoshehadsaidweremyfavoriteteamever,harry,ihavetogetagoodwordin,takeareofluna,willyou?

notthatlunaneededtakenareof,butitwassometimesbetterforhertostaywithfriendssoshedidn’twanderoff,soharryswaysbakandforthwithherinthemiddleoftheeflooruntildraoshowsupbehindher,tappingherontheshoulderandlookingmorenervousthanharryhadseenhiminawhile.

“hey,luna.”he’sshiftinghisweightfromonefoottoanother,likealltheonfidenehegainedhadbeensweptaway.“mindifiutin?”

“oh,alright.”she’ssmiling,likesheknowssomethingtheydon’t.“ineedtolearawayfromthegnargles,anyways.”

draolookslikehe’sgoingtough.hehasn’tquitemanagedtotheartoffollowingaoionwithheryet,eventhoughharryknowsheloveslunajustasmuhashedoes,sohewaitsuntillunahasturnedherbaktoraiseaneyebrow,andtheybothburstoutughing.

“ididn’tneedsaving.”harrysays,andtheyarerevolvingonthespotbynow.“she’samuhbettererthaniam.wasn’tsteppingonmyfeetoranything.”

“oh,i.”draodropshishandswithaflutterandthenstepsaway,smoothinginvisiblewrinklesoutfromhissleeve.“iwasn’ttryingtosaveyou.ijustwantedtoe,but.”

harrydoesn’twanttoheartherestofthesentene.“don’tbestupid.”hegrabshimbyhisexpensivesuitjaketandpullshimbak.“butishouldwarnyou.i’mareallybader.”

draogivesalittlehuffofaugh,butifhesaysanythingelse,itgetsl

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