edtositup.“drao?isheokay?”

hermionegavehimaspeutivelook,andnoddedherheadattheothersideofthebed.harrylookedover,andfounddraosittingtohim.hewasfastasleep,hisheadrestingonthebedtoharry’ship,hisrighthandurledtightlyaroundharry’sleft.

“hedidallofthework,alli’vedoneissitherereadingtheseompletelyuselessbooks.”hermionesnappedtheoneonherpshut,startlingharry.“whenhehasn’tbeenhere,he’sbeenintheministrylibrary,tryingtoworkoutwhereyouwentandhowweouldbringyoubak.”

“whereiwent?”harrywasonfused;he’dbeenhereinthehospital,hadn’the?

hermionenodded.“itwasthespell,harry.it’sveryold,sooldtherearen’tmanymentionsofitanywhere.it’salledbrevemoum,andasfarasweouldworkout,itmeansabriefglimpse.malfoymanagedtoworkoutthatittransfersyouronsienesomewhere,butthat’sasfaraswegot,i’mafraid.”shereahedoutandgrabbedhiswrist,andwhenharrylookedupheouldseeherbrowneyeswerefilledwithtears.“i’msogdyouamebak.ireallythoughtwemighthavelostyouthistime.”

harryopenedhismouthtorespond,butwasinterruptedbyaslightsqueezeofhishand.heturned,andwathedasdraoslowlyblinkedhiseyesopen.hestaredupatharry,hisgreyeyeswideandopeninawayharryhadonlyseeninhisdream.

orwasitadream?

“you’reawake,”draosaid,hisvoierasping.heoughed,andharryouldseetheshuttersomingdown,hidinghisemotionsbehindtheoolmaskhepresentedtoeveryoneelse.asharppangsliedthroughharry’shest.draosatupproperlyandremovedhishand,andharrywantedtoreahoutanddraghiminagain.“ishouldletthetwoofyoutalk,”hesaid,standingupswiftlyandmovingtowardsthedoor.

“don’tleave,”harryalledafterhim.draoturnedbakandlookedathim