draoflinhesandlooksaway,mouthurleddownwards.“welostthehaneforthatbakinfirstyear.tooteforfriendshipbraeletsnow,”hemutters.

harryreallsit,11-year-olddraoandthehandthatherefused.heblinks,surprisedatdrao’sreation.surprisedthatdraostillremembersthatmomentandthinksmuhofit.

draosighs,snappingharryoutofhisthoughts.“andbesides,whywouldyouevenwanttobefriendswithme?”

“merlinknowswhy,you’resuhanirritatinggit,”harryresponds,mimikinghissigh.hepointshisforkatdrao.“buti’mstaying,sostoptryingtopikafightwithme.idon’twanttoexpintonarissawhyitapedyourmouth.”

draoraisesaneyebrowathim.“i’matuallyaskingseriousquestionshere.you’retheonebeingalldefensiveaboutit.”

harryflusheswithshame,beauseheknowsthatthat’sexatlywhathe’sfeelingrightnow.heshovesapieeoftoastinhismouth.“sorry.ijustwanttodoit,okay?isn’tthatreasonenough?”

thelookthatdraogiveshimtellshimthatno,itisnotenough.draostilllookslikehewantstoaskanotherquestion,butintheend,hejusttakesthenapkinfromhispteandunfoldsitonhisp.

“potter.”

“hm?”

“stopeatinglikeaneahal.you’remakingamess.”

harryswallowsdownhistoast.hegrins.“sorry,malfoy.”

“potter,”draosays,threedayster.breakfastandlunhhasbothomeandgone,andthisisthefirsttimedraohasspokentoday.

harrylooksupfromhisbook.

draopeersathimandthenhisbook,tryingtomakesenseofwhathe’sseeing.hetiltshishead.swallows.ittakesawhilebeforehetalks.“whatareyoudoinginmyhouseagain?”

“reading?”

draoblinks,andhiseyeslear.hesagsbakinhiswheelhair,asiftiredfromtheeffortofomingintotheworldagain.helearshisthroat,swallowsthedrynessinhisvoieaway.“merlin,ithoughttheysentmetoazkaban,notsomeotherdimensionwh

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