lookintheowlerywhileyou’rethere.you’llbespendingquitealotoftimethereiimagine,”hemurmured,slippingbo?tesatreat.

maybeitwastrue.maybeheouldnevergohome,buthell,ifhewasn’tgoingtotry.

chapter3

“diditellyoumr.potterwillbereturningtohogwarts?”mgonagaskedasually,sippingherteaatherdesk.

draohokedonthemouthfulofteahehadbeenswallowing.

“exuseme?”hesaid,tryingnottosoundtooshoked.

“iaskedhimtofillthedefenseposition,”mgonagallontinued,seeminglyoblivioustodrao’sshok.

“right,”draonodded.thefeelingbegantoleahfromhishands,whihseemedtobehisbody’sgotoreationtoanythingpotter.hesetdownhismug.

“ionlywarnyoubeause,asyouknow,potterhasanaffinityforsnoopingandsneakingabout,andiamnotsurehe’sgrownoutofit.youmustbeareftnight.disillusionyourselfuntilyouareoutonthegrounds,andmaybeevenwhileyou’rewalkingabout,unlessyou’vehanged,”sheontinued.

draonodded.

“you’lllikelyhavetostopyourworkinthekithens.helikestotakehismealsthereoasionally,ifmemoryservesmeright,”sheadded.

“justtellhimnottoomebetweenfiveandseveninthem,”draoasked,hopingitdidn’tsoundtoodesperate.helikedthekithen,andhelikedtheelves.theywere,afterall,thelosestthinghehadtofriends.

“ianhardlymakearulethatspeifi,mr.malfoy,espeiallysinemr.potterseemstothinkrulesaremadetobebroken,”mgonagallreplied.

draosnorted.