hetakesharry’ssileneasayes.hesighs,staresatthefloor.“man,istilldon’tlikehim,but.ian’tsayi’mhappyaboutwhathappenedtohim.”

thistime,harryloseshiseyes,andletsmalfoy’stremblingshouldersappearbehindhiseyelids.“yeah.”

“d’yourekonhe’llomebaktohogwarts?”

“idon’tknow.ithinkit…itdepends.”

ronnods,uandswhathedoesn’tsay.“mrs.malfoywroteforustotellyouthatyouanomebak.”

harrynods,shamemakinghisheeksburnathowhejustsimplyturnedtandranfromthemanor.“thanks,ron.”

“you’reomingbak,aren’tyou?”

“yeah.”

“alright.”ronlookslikehestillwantstosaysomething,andhealmostdoes.he’sstilllookingatthefloor,eyebrowsfurrowed,teethwhislowerlip,andhishandinaloosefist,butharryseestheexatmomentwhenhedeidesnotto.“alright,harry.

“eon,”ronsays,andhissmiledoesn’tquitereahhiseyes,beausehestilldoesn’tagreeaboutharry’sobsessionoverdraomalfoy,andharrydoesn’tlikeithimselfeither,buthe’sstillthankfulthatron’strying.

ronstandsup,strethes,andgiveshimalittlegrin.“aren’tyouhungry?”

harryisn’t,notreally,buthegoesandeatsasifheisanyway.

hermione’sinaustralia,reaquaintingherparentswiththedaughtertheyfottheyhad.

harryandronareworried.herletterstalkaboutthingsthatareokay(herparentsareingoodhealth,theyknowwhosheisnow),butavoidstalkingaboutthethingsthatarenot(whytheyhaven’tomebaktoengndyet,andhowmuhdoherparentsknow?howmuhoftheirmemorieswerereturned?).theyknowshe’spurposefullykeepingitfromthem,beausethey’reallgoingthroughsomething,andthestthingshewantstodoistoaddtothat.

ithasbeenthreemonthssheystsawher,andit’slikesome

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